I get it, SBG. When noon comes, sometimes I still jump up and think, "I need to get mom's lunch," and then I realize I don't have to and I get terribly sad for a few minutes. Grieving comes as it comes but there's no way around it. The way is through it. I still sometimes think I see our Gracie cat in the corner of the room occasionally. Who knows if she isn't just visiting, at least in our hearts.
Originally Posted by
sewbizgirl
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.