When I started writing this, it was the end of April, and the sky was sending sheets of rain down into the sirens and the emptiness. I started writing while he was still here because that way, I thought I’d have a say in what happens; that way, I thought I’d have some authorship. How stupid of me; I should’ve known better. It wasn’t my first time at the let-go rodeo.
Good lord what a eulogy for such a sweet, handsome fellow. I just read an article about how the grief of losing a pet is similar to losing a child. I’ve seen this discussion flare up in comment sections of various things a few times and I’ll never forget someone’s comment , “I’ve lost both and the pain and grief are very similar,” effectively ending that particular debate.
I’m so glad he keeps finding you. Your energies are forever enmeshed 💙
Another piece of exquisite writing. How lucky he was to be loved by you. May we all be so fortunate at some time in our lives, to be seen so deeply, to be cherished for the very nature of our being. I admire your profound power of observation and your depth of feeling. Your writing (& images) always point to what's most essential: details, the present moment, love. Thank you. xx
Oh Guinzy. How your captured this exquisite love and this exquisite being and your forever communion with Blue. Achingly beautiful, as always. Love you.
Amanda, I haven't seen you since you were a tiny girl with beautiful dark curls, in your father's adoring arms, but I think you know who I am. Your Mom and I have tried to keep up in spite of long distances from NYC and busy lives. This post you wrote made me cry more than I thought it could, as I have witnessed so many losses, friends, friends' beloved pets, random cats on social media. But you wrote in a way I can't begin to even try to praise with words of mine: pale and stupid next to yours. My tears are coming from a depth nothing really touches anymore as I'm now old and less sensitive to grief and pain. But you touched my heart so completely. Thank you for that, even if it still hurts.
i can't thank you enough for this response, Genevieve. It's everything a writer could ever want, not one bit pale or stupid, but actually soul-sustaining, reminding me at a time when I really needed to be reminded, of why I'm doing this. May the tears find their way out of you in a way that leaves deep peace in their wake. (ps: though I loved that description of me with my Dad, I remember you very well from well beyond the dark curl stage!)
Such a moving and exceptional piece. Fortunately, I had the good fortune to know Blue. Yes, he was exceptional and so are you...such a great gift you have with words. Not only healing for you but a true experience for all of us to share your exceptional love for such an exquisite friend and the overwhelming grief we experience with such a loss. WOW!!!
Good lord what a eulogy for such a sweet, handsome fellow. I just read an article about how the grief of losing a pet is similar to losing a child. I’ve seen this discussion flare up in comment sections of various things a few times and I’ll never forget someone’s comment , “I’ve lost both and the pain and grief are very similar,” effectively ending that particular debate.
I’m so glad he keeps finding you. Your energies are forever enmeshed 💙
Like yours and Max's. 💞
Aw. Yes. Best guy ever. It’s been 10 years and I still think about him allll the time. I miss him. Always will. Thanks for thinking of him.
Another piece of exquisite writing. How lucky he was to be loved by you. May we all be so fortunate at some time in our lives, to be seen so deeply, to be cherished for the very nature of our being. I admire your profound power of observation and your depth of feeling. Your writing (& images) always point to what's most essential: details, the present moment, love. Thank you. xx
Thank you for always recognizing what's most essential, for your careful reading, and enormous open heart.
Oh Guinzy. How your captured this exquisite love and this exquisite being and your forever communion with Blue. Achingly beautiful, as always. Love you.
Love you.
This one touched me deeply, dear Amanda. Beautifully written, as always.
Thank you for your always open heart, capable of being touched so deeply.
Amanda, I haven't seen you since you were a tiny girl with beautiful dark curls, in your father's adoring arms, but I think you know who I am. Your Mom and I have tried to keep up in spite of long distances from NYC and busy lives. This post you wrote made me cry more than I thought it could, as I have witnessed so many losses, friends, friends' beloved pets, random cats on social media. But you wrote in a way I can't begin to even try to praise with words of mine: pale and stupid next to yours. My tears are coming from a depth nothing really touches anymore as I'm now old and less sensitive to grief and pain. But you touched my heart so completely. Thank you for that, even if it still hurts.
i can't thank you enough for this response, Genevieve. It's everything a writer could ever want, not one bit pale or stupid, but actually soul-sustaining, reminding me at a time when I really needed to be reminded, of why I'm doing this. May the tears find their way out of you in a way that leaves deep peace in their wake. (ps: though I loved that description of me with my Dad, I remember you very well from well beyond the dark curl stage!)
I just love this Thank you for another beautiful piece of your heart, AG. xo
Such a moving and exceptional piece. Fortunately, I had the good fortune to know Blue. Yes, he was exceptional and so are you...such a great gift you have with words. Not only healing for you but a true experience for all of us to share your exceptional love for such an exquisite friend and the overwhelming grief we experience with such a loss. WOW!!!
High praise from the pied piper of felines. Thank you for loving him (and all creatures) the way you did, and for loving me the way you do.
Beautiful, moving, wonderful!