I read a sentence today that resonated through my soul.
"I find it hard to breathe when you're not here."
Oh Charlie Cat, I want to cuddle you too soothe this ache away, like I cuddled you through the baby losses, through Jodie's drawn out trauma and eventual death. I want to bury my face in your super thick fur and be able to feel your thunderous and calming purr. Feel your paw on my face. You helped me get through all my truly sad times.
You are not here.
Both the cause of my tears and the reason I don't know where to find comfort.
|Some days he'd pose, but mostly... Charlie wanted to smooch the camera.|