Five years is a very long time.

[cadhla]

Five years ago today, my bluepoint Siamese, Leela, passed into the clearing at the end of the path. I still miss her deeply. Lilly is a sweet, loving, crazy, affectionate cat who displays all the best traits of her breed, and I adore her beyond words...but there are mornings where I wake up with a blue-faced girl purring on my chest and think 'ah

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[meko00]

I'm very sorry for your loss.

And yes, grief is... it can come upon you quite suddenly at times. Other times you know exactly why.

See what I did there with the writing in third person? Uh-huh.

[pondside]

I likened grief to the waves of the ocean lapping on a beach. We can't live underwater so the waves just lap and recede. They catch me by surprise even now..

Hugs

[vixyish]

That... is a very very very good metaphor.

[pondside]

Thank you. It has the virtue of truth. Grief catches me unawares frequently. It would be tidy if you could have a loss - take 10 minutes or hours from your life to deal with it and move on. Life is rarely tidy. There are days when I think the tidal wave of accumulated losses will crash over and consume me. Then the wave recedes...

[kyburg]

I find it often more like a strong wind that blows so hard you can't think about anything but IT while it blows....

And then it's gone. Like it never was - until the breeze picks up again.

The never was part is the worst -

[artbeco]

Five years already?
Her rose is still alive and blooming on my porch.

[ladymondegreen]

May she be waiting for you in the clearing with the other beloved companions.

[tsukara]

What's loved lives, in our hearts and after. All our kitties are there for us, past and present.