Grief and loss
Pooh is gone but is ever present in our lives. he is everywhere; in front of the TV, coming into the kitchen for something to eat or drink. Visiting me in my office while I am working, laying down with me on the couch while I read.
This morning there was a missing mouth that wasn't there to be fed....wasn't there to be kissed, wasn't there to be scratched, a missing purr. His presence felt by his absence.
Grief/loss/emptyness...a space that was once taken up with this amazing presence is now emptiness filled only with sadness.
As I climbed out of the shower I stood their for just a moment, time seemed to stand still....experiencing a new me, a me with out the corporal presence of pooh...
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