Last week on Monday, January 25 we said goodbye to our baby girl, Sarah. She was 20 years old.
Although she had an amazing run, the sadness and emptiness of our home is incredible. Just when I feel like I've cried myself dry, I look in her favorite perch in my office window (where the sun would shine in on her) now empty, and it's waterworks all over again. A rescue cat, obtained from my cousin Candy, Sarah has been our baby since the beginning. Since Eddie and I have no children, this was especially true; she was our baby, our companion, the love of our life. And for us, life will never be the same.
For 20 years, however, Sarah taught us a few things. And in her memory, I'd like to share a couple of them here.
There Is Such A Thing As Unconditional Love
No matter what happened during my day, I would always know that Sarah's sweet face would be there to greet me when I arrived home. I'd get extra love for bearing treats, and lots of purring when we'd snuggle up on the couch to watch TV. How I will miss these moments.
Cats Bring You Into Their World And You Never Want to Go Back
Eddie and I have learned how to talk cat with our girl. We always thought people would think us crazy if they were a fly on the wall in our house, but cat talk is the best. It basically involves placing an "S" on the end of certain words. "Are you ready to eats?" As an example. Or, "Is it time for beds?" It seems impossible to go back to normal now that our baby isn't here anymore.
Sometimes It's Okay To Open Up A Can Of Whomp-Ass
Sarah was the spirited sort -- she did not like to be manhandled by veterinarians, nor did she care to be "scruffed." Doing so could land you a wound that would leave a scar, to be sure. When pressed, she could make herself extra large and expand from her little 10 pound frame to what we came to call "super kitty." She had many stick-notes attached to her veterinary chart to prove her displeasure for being compromised.
Cats Are Angels With Fur
I have a SARK poem that hangs on the wall it says, "Cats are angels with fur." And for us it is true. When Sarah was with us, and even more so now that she's in heaven, I imagine her gentle purring and loving, playful ways will always be a part of our lives. I think of her now like a guardian angel, orchestrating goodness and love and sending it from above. For now, I hold tightly to this angel thought of my sweet girl; my best friend. Yet, I fully trust we will be together someday, once again.
In memory of Sarah Marie who was on this earth from February of 1996 - January 25, 2016
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