I was ready for this. I didn't cry but I did worry and I have been sad. Last night I thought I saw movement past my feet on the couch. Kitty always came down and got on the couch with me when I finally landed there each night. She would jump from the stairs, over the end of the couch, and walk up the couch to greet me. When I thought I saw movement last night it was like she was coming, like every night, and I just cried and cried when I realized those nighttime greetings were over... Life goes on. It will get easier with some more time.