Aug. 30. 2015

I feel like I owe a blog to my cat Jordan. He passed away yesterday, and it's a day I would like to remember since he's been with my family for about 20 years. I was about 5 years old when my older sister found him. He's the only one of our many pets, who we have seen grow up until an elder.

We also buried him as well. I'm not so sad, or rather, I feel something that I can't describe. It's the same feeling I had with the passing of my grandma and grandpa on my dad's side of the family, and also the passing of my mom's dad as well.

I remember final moments, then I start to think about their lives, and I would think about memories I've had with them. It's a bit of sadness...or is it grief, but it's not torment. I would never want to make a soul feel horrible by wanting them to stay on the earth plane, as much as I care for the person, I would feel better knowing they moved on peacefully. I wonder if I'll always feel this way.

Well, in situations like this, I guess I spend a few days putting everything into perspective. This is the best way I can describe it.

So, I feel that this is a small memorial for him. To let him know that he was only true him, and I loved him deeply. :) In the end, I'm happy and sad. But I'm happy to have known him and to have had him within our family. *Sighs* It's always a bit sad letting go, but it must be done.

Mon