The day my father had died, I will obviously never forget but how I reacted is what haunts me. I knew he was sick in this hospital but I thought he was going to make it because he would always tell me that he’d be coming home. As I walk into my new home (my mothers house), I was stopped by my Mother’s voice and I turn to see her on the living room couch.
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“Hey…..I’m sorry to tell you this but your father has died.”
Throughout my life up until the age of almost 35, I lived my life with no religion. Sure, I was taken to church and went to Sunday school which I have no recollection of, but when that stopped, I never went on into a religion. I knew, or at least thought there was something like a God who made good things happen and who let bad things happen. I pictured him, of course with the white beard and all simply because that’s what I saw at church and at my grandmothers.
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Today was hard. Though somehow in my gut I knew this was what was going to happen, I didn’t want to believe it. All my life I have grown up around animals and even when moving out, I had gotten my own. Through all those pets, I never once was around them when they passed, either because they had left the house or I just wasn’t around.
When I was 21, I had gotten Chino, a cappuccino, long haired Ragdoll cat that was so beautiful. When Chino was about a year and a half, I had somewhat taken in another kitten whom I called, Leroy, that I had found outside meowing in the freezing rain. They grew up together and my kids have had them their entire lives. Last year towards the end of summer I had to put Leroy down due to kidney failure and unfortunately today I had to put Chino down for the same disease.
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