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[Tom's Dad]

I am new here. Yesterday was one moth to the day that I lost my best friend in the world. A cat named Tom (or Sir Thomas) He battled diabetes for almost 4 of the 5 1/2 years I had him. He was only 10. Rest in peace my dearest boy. Theresa and I will try to cary on

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[moon_beam]

Hi, Tom's Dad, I do understand how your heart feels right now, "I had forgotten that this can be a sign of low glucose. I will never escape the guilt of not thinking of that before giving him his dose of insulin the night before. I will always wonder if he "crashed" and if it was my fault". Guilt, unfortunately, is a part of this grief journey and is one of the hardest emotions to reconcile. Unfortunately we are not blessed with the gift of foreknowledge, only the benefit of hindsight, and it is the hindsight that is the source of our guilt. We become overwhelmed by the "what if's", "if only's", "should have's", "should not have's", and on and on and on. We are merely humans, Tom's Dad, and can only do the best we can with the information we have and the resources available at any given time. I hope in time you will come to know in your heart that your precious Sir Thomas knows that you did the very best for him, and that you love him with all your heart. This is all he asked during his earthly journey with you. And now all he wants for you is to remember his earthly journey with you with a happy heart - - not filled with remorse and guilt.

I can so relate to your little Theresa. When we have a "special needs" furchild, it does seem like our healthy companions do not always receive their "fair share" of our affections, even though we try very hard to give them equal time. My little Noah experienced this with three of his housemates: His adopted big kitty brother Eli who joined the angels in December 2006, his big doggie brother Oslo who joined the angels in November 2009, and his sibling baby sister Abbygayle who joined the angels in March 2010. When Noah had his fur family members, he was not really a cuddles kitty. He would let me pet him and briefly hold him in my arms, but he truly preferred the company of his fur family. Now that he is an "only" child, he sleeps with me every night, cuddles with me, and is letting me hold him in my arms longer now. He actively solicits my affections, and I am deeply honored to oblige. I am so glad that your precious Theresa is offering you comfort, Tom's Dad. I am so glad you are comforting one another.

Tom's Dad, I hope and pray that someday you will find peace and comfort in your heart that your precious Sir Thomas loves you and can feel your love for him reaching across the Bridge to him. The love bond you have with him is eternal, Tom's Dad. Our earthly journey with our beloved companions would be ever so much easier if we could talk to each other in a common language, but unfortunately they cannot tell us how they're feeling or what we can do to make them better or happier. Our beloved companions accept us for who we are, Tom's Dad, which is one of the many reasons why this grief "adjustment" journey is so painful for us - - both emotionally and physically - - when they precede us to the angels. And this is one of the many reasons why it is so important for you to know we are here for you, Tom's Dad, for as long and as often as you need us.

Please know you and your precious Theresa are in my thoughts and prayers, Tom's Dad, and please let us know how you're doing whenever possible.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam