Hi, Inessence, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing, and your and your beloved Murfy's two year angel-versary. Indeed, the angel-versaries can be very difficult to endure as they remind us that our beloved companions are no longer physically with us. No matter how much times continues with our earthly journey there will be times when we will be thinking of our beloved companions and our hearts and arms will ache to hold them one more time.

Hopefully in time your sorrow will ease so that you can remember your beloved Murfy with a happy heart. I hope today is treating you and your precious Sassy and Brave kindly, Inessence, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pooky's and Murfy's sweet Living Spirits to comfort you. Please know you and your precious Sassy and Brave are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how each of you are doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

I am so sorry for your loss. Your recent entry tells me how much you still miss your Boo. When I lost MacKenzie on 11 July, I found this site and remember reading this entry of your two year anniversary, and this morning, happened across it again. This time I read the entire thread. I empathize and understand your loss intimately. I hope that in the last two years, you have been able to find love in the cat you adopted. It's very hard to not try to replace the love you lost, but rather accept new love.

Thinking of you today and hope that you are doing OK.

Thank you Monique. Sorry I didn't see this sooner. Once again I find myself ruminating near the 3rd year anniversary of Murfy's passing. I came across this blog http://www.tickld.com/x/old-man-explains-d...eving-young-man which says in part:

"As for grief, you'll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you're drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it's some physical thing. Maybe it's a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it's a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don't even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you'll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what's going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything...and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

So here I am, experiencing a crashing wave, though far less frequently now. I dreamt of him the other night and in my dream I was still angry. "How could you leave me?" I asked. Receiving no response. I guess you could say I don't accept loss very well. <g> This was unusual from previous dreams I've had where he's usually either "missing" or still sick.

Brave, my "new" kitty is sweet as can be. He hates the dog though and usually cordons himself off in the kitchen area, which is off-limits to her (the dog.)

thank you for visiting and sharing my journey. i read the story of the waves, and this is so very true. a keeper. i'm going to post this in several places here. i hope it will help others as it has helped me.

sending loving light and prayers for your sweet sassy. another member posts about her beloved lost peep and he visits her via little white butterflies. lately i have seen many yellow butterflies. my sweet maija is near. ever since she passed, little yellow butterflies visit, sometimes more than other times. after losing madelynne, many have fluttered nearby, including on my drive home from work. i hope that you have butterflies visiting you as well.