Myriam texted today to ask me over. After dinner, I
convinced coaxed charmed cajoled crammed TimBit into the cat carrier and loaded Jack into the car and drove over to Kevin and Myriam's. I was happy that TimBit seem glad to see Kevin again and I think that Kevin was glad to see his childhood cat for what is most prolly the last time ever. After the visit, I loaded my beasts back into the car and made plans to return again on my own. Despite knowing that I'll see them again before I leave, I teared up several times on the drive home. After getting everyone into the house again, I had myself a bit of a cry. It's a silly thing to be sad, really ... I mean, I won't
really be gone; I'll be back - I've still got the boys here and then there's still the house that's here as well.
It's silly to be sad ... the boys are adults and perfectly able to fend for themselves and have been for some time now.
It's silly to be sad. It's silly and I know it's silly. But I've never left any of my kids behind and my heart feels as though it's breaking and I'm not even gone yet.
It's silly. *sigh*
* ... sniff ... *
You have every right to tear up, ma chere. I will be here for you...xo
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