She Sent My Cats Christmas Presents

Hi guys, girls and everyone in between. I want to firstly apologise that I wasn’t able to post for a while. Life happened, and with everything one thing is to remember that life can have bad turns, not always good.

Sadly, someone very close to me passed away, someone who had known me since day, no, hour 1. Someone who has seen me in all my light, and also darkness and helped shape who I am today. I’m not going to sugar coat this, so I would probably have to add a trigger warning, not that it should be a thing, but today, gets touch on the erratic nature of death.
Death itself can come in an infante number of different ways and us being a rather ‘experimental’ species, I’ll add an infinite amount of possibilities. You just need to refer to the Darwin awards regarding this (a website desplaying how stupid people have met their early demise).

This passing, was one of shock, it was not expected, and had recently talked to the person a number of days prior, screw that, it was their birthday just 2 weeks before this happened, I had sent them a card. I was looking forward to telling them tales from Thailand, I sent them pictures of cats when I was out there – she was a cat fanatic, she would always sent my cats Christmas presents along with ones for myself and my partner, a selfless soul who loved felines. She had two of her own, who I would have to look for a home for them. This itself felt like I had betrayed them, as I had always promised to take them in…but I couldn’t, not with 4 cats of my own, it wouldn’t have been fair to take 2 elderly cats over 500 miles and completely displace them, I managed to do the next best thing, her neigbour wanted to adopt them, so they did…I still get updates on them, and it makes me smile.
Even if it’s a smile for a moment, I kept a promise, as hollow as I am feeling.

You’re probably wondering, at least I didn’t have to deal with arranging things. WRONG…I did, and still am, which brings me to my next point…sort your stuff out, please, its a nightmare. Don’t like thinking about whats going to happen once your gone? Tough, you’re not going to live forever, get it sorted. There are places that can help you with that. I guess what I want to say is simple. People don’t like talking about death, don’t like thinking about it, well, I think we should all talk about it, seeing that it is a natural part of life, it will happen, to me, to you and everyone around you, jut in different orders – it is as much part of life as being born.

Another point… tell those you love that you love them, tell people how much you appreciate them and happy to have them in your life, don’t hesitate in going for that coffee, making those plans to see them, because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed, and you never know when you’ll get that phone call…or that police visit

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