I''ll be seeing you
in all the old
familiar places...
That this heart of mine embraces
all day through....
I'll be seeing you
in every lovely summer's day
In everything that's bright and gay...
I'll always think of you that way.
I'll find you in the morning sun
and when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you.
It will take awhile for me to be able to process
the enormity of Ping being gone.
You'd think you get 'use to' losses,
but each one hits you like a ton of bricks.
The GriefMonster pulls up to your door
and surprises you with a bag full of
new and powerful emotions.
All of those familiar everyday occurrences
suddenly greet you and smack you
across the face,
and your faced with an empty space
where someone you loved used to be.
***
Grief is so multifaceted.
You don't lose just once
you lose every single day.
Each one is a new prick of the heart.
***
Ping was such a character.
He really was.
I considered him my 'movie star' cat.
He was so photogenic and
so handsome. He was very insecure though.
He carried that his entire life.
But he was a good loving boy.
He never lost that either.
But now he has rejoined his brother Jinx
who went before him by 14 months.
I envision him restored to his
youthful form, running and jumping
and playing with all of his
friends and family who were there
to greet him as he came across the beautiful
Rainbow Bridge.
***
I will miss him.
20 years wasn't enough.