As evidenced by my recent quiet, it’s been a little rough lately. Extra gratitude has been a little hard to come by, and my connections have been… neglected. And since I started writing this post five days ago, things have only gotten rougher.
Not to say things are insurmountable, or that the past few weeks have been entirely bad. Far from it. There have been some very awesome moments that were exhausting simply because they were so awesome. But the downs have been just as dramatic, and it’s been one hell of a roller coaster.
Worst, and most recent, is the passing of a very special member of our family. Herry Monstarr was a smoky Persian cat who entered Kit’s life eight years ago and quickly established himself as family and familiar. He was loved by all of us, a cat like no other. He got old, and on Saturday he passed. That has been absolutely heartbreaking.
But I’ve been working on it. Kit and Sir have, as ever, been patient with me. Sir actually called off our date night on Saturday to allow us all time together as a family, to celebrate and grieve and cope. I have to make it up to Him, but the gesture was appreciated more than I can say.
Not much else to say right now, but I needed to get some of this out.