by Corinne Thalheimer
As I write this story, my heart aches with such a heaviness. For you see, this Sunday I am bringing my baby home to bury her in our yard. We lost her to Feline Leukemia almost 2 months ago. In fact, this Sunday, it will be 2 months to the day. No, it was not planned that she be buried on the anniversary....that is how it has worked out. I somehow feel she meant it to be this way. When I said my good-bye to her, I held her little paws....she was such a petite little girl...so dainty and beautiful. I held them one last time and looked into her eyes...so deep into her eyes, just as she was looking into mine. And that is when I told her I would bring her home in Spring. She knew it was not possible to bring her home yet....for we still had lots of snow here. My Patch knew I would hold my promise and bring her home where she belongs. The snow is all gone now...and her resting place is waiting. She will have a special place in the yard...in the corner by the fence. We will plant flowers there and put 2 beautiful calico cats in her garden. They were given to me for that reason as a gift. Calico cat ornaments...in honor of her memory. My Patch was very special...she deserves a special resting place. I know bringing her home will be hard...for I know there is still a part of me that does not believe that she is gone. It is like she is away, but will be home any day. Sunday will be making it all final in my mind. For she is coming home, but not the reunion I ache for. I will now have to accept her death now more fully. Another process of grief that is needed to step over. For all of you that read this...please pray for me on Sunday. I will need strength from all of your prayers. Thanks to all who understand.