Yesterday after my husband got off from work he went straight to band practice for a band he just joined. All of this would sound normal if you leave out the fact that our cat Bart died only 5 days ago.
Me and My son are just getting along with having to process this sadness in our own way. I went to take a nap yesterday after working for hours on a storybook for a doll that captures the feeling of what's going on in the world. I laid down at 6 pm and woke up at 1 am.
It is now 2 am and I cannot go back to sleep. I woke up crying and missing my sweet little black maine coon cat. I loved him dearly. He was the only one who loved unconditionally never telling me to fuck off.
I will be working on art intensely to not just fall apart. I won't be able to have another cat in my life for a long time. The process of grieving Bart's passing will be long and painful.
I saw a sign that Bart is with me the other day while making a video at the local park.
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