Looks like I’m posting number 285 — so, there’s quite few of us, it seems.
My soulmate, “Eda”, passed away of very bad cancer on August 29th. 43 years. We are both 79.
My first Christmas alone. “Lonely” has an all-new Meaning to me now.
There’s Fred the cat (and love sponge. Thank God for him...) American shorthair “tuxedo cat. Eda picked him out at the rescue center.
One day at a time...
I hope Heaven is a place of endless forgiving and love, and we’ll be together again.
Else... What’s a Heaven for?
May God bless and sustain all who read this.
“Fred the cat (and love sponge. Thank God for him...) American shorthair “tuxedo cat. “
I’m glad for you that Fred is a tuxedo; he will help you. Our tuxedo, Fiona, was my favorite cat. They seem to have a special way of bonding.
Very sorry to read that your dearest soulmate has departed this life 😔
My deepest sympathy is going out to you at this immensely difficult time 🙁💔
Still, I would like to thank you very much, sir, for your well-wishes.🙂