Life goes on
I am still on leave. I have not been to office since last Wed and I don't really care. Once a workaholic, I seemed to suddenly lose interest in work. But I know it will be unfair for my colleagues, so yesterday and this morning, I cleared some of the work and emailed them to follow up.
Yesterday night, bro sent me what he wrote for Tweety during the past few days. I did not read it until this morning. He described how Tweety came to our family, the many good and some bad sides of her. Her companionship to me (because I was such an introvert). It added some light touch in the beginning and memories of her flashed into my mind.
As I proceeded to read the bibliography of her life with us till her last few days with us, my heart bled. I felt a sharp sense of pain. Tomorrow... she will be cremated. I do not know how I would react tomorrow.
I know I cannot continue grieving. I think I will keep her pink shirt away after tomorrow.
Tweety, I really wish you are happy.
Yesterday night, bro sent me what he wrote for Tweety during the past few days. I did not read it until this morning. He described how Tweety came to our family, the many good and some bad sides of her. Her companionship to me (because I was such an introvert). It added some light touch in the beginning and memories of her flashed into my mind.
As I proceeded to read the bibliography of her life with us till her last few days with us, my heart bled. I felt a sharp sense of pain. Tomorrow... she will be cremated. I do not know how I would react tomorrow.
I know I cannot continue grieving. I think I will keep her pink shirt away after tomorrow.
Tweety, I really wish you are happy.