When I talked with her early last week, I knew it would be the last time we talked and everything in me wanted to ask her to look up Max (my first cat) and Lassie (my best friend growing up) when she got to heaven and give them my love, but I couldn't get the words out. It went unsaid. Then a few days ago she told a mutual friend that when she got to heaven she would look up my pets and give them my love. She knew my heart without me even needing to speak it. What a gift.
March 25, 1969 - February 11, 2016
Prior to my friendship with Sarah, I had zero experience with cats. Sarah and Tom loved cats and had zillions of hilarious cat stories to tell. Spending time with them meant a lot of laughing, joy and endless cat stories! Early in our friendship, we often hung out at their place and enjoyed their kitties (Elmo, Lucy, and Misha) and we would give them a hard time for having so many baskets of cat toys! Funny, now we have baskets of cat toys too!
Upon hearing the news of her death this afternoon, my heart felt sad and I felt a tremendous sense of peace. Sarah's suffering and pain are no more. I sank onto the sofa and immediately Buddy and Nahum hoped up on me. Nahum melted into my lap while Buddy tried to merge with my face. They know my heart is broken and they know they can offer me what my aching heart needs, fuzzy, purring comfort.