I don’t often put pictures up here on this blog of mine. I like to keep things simple and clean. Plus, the cow up top says all that needs to be said. I also like to allow the words to speak for themselves rather than be crowded out by pics.
Even though they say a picture speaks a thousand words, I’d like a thousand words to paint a picture today. Yesterday evening on the 25th of October 2011, my furry feline friend Tigger went to the big 100 acre wood on the other side.
Tigger was her name and that pic of her was taken about 7 hours before she passed on peacefully.
“If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.
~ Winnie the Pooh
She told me not to worry. She told me she was going on her next adventure. It was exciting she said, not something to be sad over. I’ve stamped you on my soul she said and you’ll be with me forever. I’m going to the 100 acre wood in the big sky to chase squirrels and mice. At night, that blinking star bright in the sky is me. I’m winking at you. It’s fun up here. I promise, you’ll see too, one day. And I’ll be here to greet you.
But the sadness is not lost on me. It is an ocean with waves that beat against my shore. It is high tide right now and the saltiness of the ocean is like my tears.
There is a gaping whole in my heart, a tear in my soul. And only the kindness of time can knit it closed again. I’ll wait patiently Tigger. I’ll watch you in my mind. Your inquisitive nature. Your purring love and your peaceful eyes. I hear your meow and I feel the warmth of your fur against my body.
That comforts me some. But not enough. The waves are breaking again. They sting this open wound. Wish it weren’t so. Wish you were here to weave between my legs. But if wishes were coins I’d be a millionaire. But my riches are not material, they’re ethereal now.
Come visit again soon. My dreams will do, the waking and the sleeping. Rounding the corner today I thought I saw you peeking at me. Was that your face behind the tree? Those fall leaves rustling over ground, was it you chasing squirrels behind an earthy mound?
Go well my friend. Travel lightly in peaceful arms. Onwards to heaven’s gate. My prayers, my lips to God’s ears. I wish we could have shared a few more years.
I miss you. Kiss you. Bye bye for now.