Open letter to Grisette 🐱

Dear Grisette,

 

I can’t believe it’s been nearly a decade since we lost you; although it matches with your sister Sheik’s age. I still remember holding you close as you fell asleep, feeling the change in the room as your spirit left us. How, even though I was there and felt you leave, I could still make myself believe you would wait for us at the door- waiting to be let in.

You know, I’ve cried alot since your passing.. even years after. I now choose not to feel guilty about not being able to help you, as I was too young to provide you with the care needed to heal your ear. I hope that you know; I didn’t had much choice, it was you or the safety of my mother & health of her new kidney.

We saved you as a kitten in that barn and provided you the care needed to get rid of the worms eating you. I’m grateful to had grown up with you and gave you a good 10years of family life with us, I don’t wanna imagine where you would’ve end up.

 

Thank you for the kitten that you’ve sent me, he fit in like our missing puzzle piece. I’m sure you know I was still mourning you when we crossed path, two years ago now. For the first month or two, I saw you within him on every pictures we took- and then he developed his own character.

What are the odds, with the fact that he looks just like you, that they forgot to insert his balls at the cat factory albeith being a male.. AND that he’d grow to be a whopping 15″ long, in a dachshund’s house where he’s the same lenght as his siblings! That’s too much coincidence to call that other than faith, it was meant to be.

 

Loving him is so different than you, I loved you first- we grew up together. Nobody will ever erase you, I’m still thinking about you often; your antics and our little stories.

 

Love you always,

Kristina xx