In the midst of packing and throwing out and closing on the house and everything else that had to be done, I didn't take the time to cry.
This is what me, Chloe and Beck have been crying about lately. Piper and her sweet kitten. Piper's kittens were born on Dec. 2nd. She had three and we lost one on the first day, and the second on the second day. But this little sweetie above, was always strong and got what she needed. We watched her get bigger everyday, her eyes open, her ears open, and we even saw her playing for the first time. I don't think there's ever been a kitten that has gotten more love than she did. We held her a lot! She didn't cry for her Mama, she just slept on us. And Piper was sweet enough to share her with us. Truth be told, she was probably grateful for the breaks. As much as we loved this little kitten, we never did try to name her. Sure, names were tossed about here and there, but nothing ever stuck or felt right. That's just as well. She will always be "the baby" to me.
We had four cats. And you can't have four cats indoors in a townhome that is half the size of the home you left. The big cats, Spike and Gray, went to live in Alvin on the farm at my parents. I was happy and content to see them go there. Sure they won't have as long of a life, probably, but maybe we'll see them again.
Then there is Dusty, the Persian. Steve especially has a strong connection to him. So we chose to bring him with us to Utah.
What happened to Piper and her kitten? We tried to find a home for them both, since the baby wasn't weaned yet, at 4 weeks. We found two people who wanted the kitten, but not the momma, and that's understandable. So we ended up taking them both to an animal rescue shelter in Alvin. I pray they have found loving homes.
So now I'm taking the time to cry.
Whether or not it's a blessing, we don't have many times in life when we know "this is the last time" about things. About being with someone or talking to someone, or holding something you love. So maybe all of my goodbyes are wrapped up in Piper and that sweet baby of hers.
This is what me, Chloe and Beck have been crying about lately. Piper and her sweet kitten. Piper's kittens were born on Dec. 2nd. She had three and we lost one on the first day, and the second on the second day. But this little sweetie above, was always strong and got what she needed. We watched her get bigger everyday, her eyes open, her ears open, and we even saw her playing for the first time. I don't think there's ever been a kitten that has gotten more love than she did. We held her a lot! She didn't cry for her Mama, she just slept on us. And Piper was sweet enough to share her with us. Truth be told, she was probably grateful for the breaks. As much as we loved this little kitten, we never did try to name her. Sure, names were tossed about here and there, but nothing ever stuck or felt right. That's just as well. She will always be "the baby" to me.
We had four cats. And you can't have four cats indoors in a townhome that is half the size of the home you left. The big cats, Spike and Gray, went to live in Alvin on the farm at my parents. I was happy and content to see them go there. Sure they won't have as long of a life, probably, but maybe we'll see them again.
Then there is Dusty, the Persian. Steve especially has a strong connection to him. So we chose to bring him with us to Utah.
What happened to Piper and her kitten? We tried to find a home for them both, since the baby wasn't weaned yet, at 4 weeks. We found two people who wanted the kitten, but not the momma, and that's understandable. So we ended up taking them both to an animal rescue shelter in Alvin. I pray they have found loving homes.
So now I'm taking the time to cry.
Whether or not it's a blessing, we don't have many times in life when we know "this is the last time" about things. About being with someone or talking to someone, or holding something you love. So maybe all of my goodbyes are wrapped up in Piper and that sweet baby of hers.
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