Most of yesterday was rough. It was almost worst than the first day after I lost Buddy. Actually it was worse.
I think after all of the googling and reading and writing and diving in to it and basically just giving myself permission to be stuck solid, I don’t know, something started to shift late afternoon.
I had sent Steve over to my brother’s as I just couldn’t breathe with another person breathing in the same room. I don’t know how better else to explain it.
He in his non defensive way just said “whatever you need” and headed over there. Of course I found out later he dove in to various chores around my brother’s house. John’s house is going to be so spic and span and organized when he gets home I’m sure he won’t be able to find anything since the chaos has been ordered. 😉
not an actual photo but close 😉
Mid afternoon, I decided I needed the rest of the weekend to myself to recover. That I couldn’t handle any interaction at all. This is a way I’ve coped my entire life; retreating, alone.
(I almost never use a semi colon, I hope that was the proper placement 😉 )
Around 3pm I phoned Steve up and said I wanted to get the other two cats moved over here and then if he could head home for the rest of the weekend I didn’t think I would be good company to hang out with. He said he understood and that he’d be over shortly with Coco in the carrier. Then we’d go back together and get the Nutball Lazlo who I’d not forgotten him breaking his own paw in the transfer over there freaking out in the carrier resulting in an ER visit and $300 Vet bill. We figured that one was a two person job.
Steve came back with Coco, grabbed his stuff then we went together to get Laz. On the way there I asked him to stop at Dutch Brothers and got us both a coffee (well Steve a Chai) and I don’t know, I think that’s where the thawing began out there in that 100 something degree muggy heat.
Steve started making me laugh.
that’s Buddy’s tail wrapped around his neck just last weekend 😦
By the time we retrieved Lazlo and got him in the car (and I saw all the work Steve had done at John’s place) I’d changed my mind and asked him to stay. He laughed and just said “Ok, I can if that’s what you want….women!”. We both laughed. But he wasn’t judging me. He understood. He lost his beloved Duke just earlier this year. I don’t have to explain any of this to him.
For the first time in a long time, in a moment like this, I felt like it would be better for me to be with someone than be alone. This was kind of a breakthrough.
I reflected on my promise to Buddy, about how I would do my best to live on his legacy. How he moved from a beginning life of terror to one of bonding.
Maybe this was a first step for me.
Steve ran back to the Redbox and got two suspense movies, Argo (so good) and The Call (so creepy!) and we got back to our laughing, eating hot fudge Sundaes and freaking out on the couch to edge of your seat suspense. He says I make him laugh in a way most people don’t. I think it’s because I bounce off his humor.
Or maybe because I’m 1000% myself around him. He’s seen me at my absolute worse, unshowered, no makeup, clothes damp with Lazlo’s cat pee from his car freakout in my lap (even though the towel), grief stricken and he still likes me.
We watched the three cats get acquainted again. I also saw Sabine come out of her freeze on that one dining room chair she slung her head over for hours. For two days.
Even if she was hissing at Lazlo , she was moving.
I woke up this morning after a dream where I was really happy. Sabine was next to me on the bed.
So here I sit, Lazlo purring and kneading the back of the chair behind me-Buddy’s favorite spot, Coco near the window as usual and Sabine walking around negotiating her new normal in her own home. She and Coco ate breakfast side by side this morning.
Steve’s upstairs still sleeping. It was a late night double feature.
And today I’m the one who has plans for us.
And they involve walking, exploring, laughing and eating. And getting out of the house/cave.
We’re all coming alive again.
It’s a paradox, this freezing/thawing business. The more deeply you go in to the freeze space, the more committed you are to it, the more swift the thawing.
I don’t know about you, but I’ll take my pain now rather than later these days.
There’s too much to live for. Just as all who have passed before me would want for me.
12 thoughts on “thawing”
Nice synopsis of our day! 😉
I’m glad you’re thawing and that Sabine has some feline companionship. Steve is good medicine for your soul! Enjoy your day! Really liked both those movies too, The Call was very suspenseful:-)
Love, Prayers and Blessings,
♥ ♥ ♥ Paula
Yes!! Our Katie is coming back. I’d keep Steve around — he is just the medicine you need right now. Don’t tell him how much I adore him, though (wink).
I have often fallen into a deep slump, and bounced back a few days later. I do believe there are times we have to give in to it, and get through it, but we can’t wallow too long. With us or without, life goes on, laughter comes back, and we might as well enjoy what we can as often as possible.
Have a gentle and laughter-filled Sunday. .
Like Winter to Spring…that thaw brings wonderous things. ❤
Im so happy to see Sabine has her own support system.
A purr is such a deep, intensive healing, to every heart that hears.
Thank you, Steve.
A thousand times, plus one.
Knowing you are close,
a protector of a fragile heart
is the greatest gift.
Not only have you given Kathy comfort,
but her friends, as well.
Steve sounds like a kindred spirit for you…may you both walk in step, no matter where the path leads you!
Sure hope your day is still a smiley one. I have been meaning to ask if you have heard—-Janine Driver had her baby boy Charlie this week (I believe it was Thursday, but don’t quote me on that).
Peepers McPeep, I so enjoy reading your words!
Thank you, Spellbound. * hugs *
Katie doesn’t know it, but I’m always inspired by her wordsmith powers.
An honest purity of feeling.
I feel I should honor it.
Now, in other parts of the interwebbie, I go a little bonkers with silliness.
Never seemed to stay on serious topic in more serious sleuthy websites.
Shhh, don’t let on..
* Putting serious hat back on *
I am glad you are in the ‘thawing’ stage. You are wise to let all the feelings, whatever, they might be wash over you completely. I didn’t do that, I just soldiered on and thought I would get to the grieving later. When I had an event happen that was devastating to me, All the unresolved grieving from earlier, coupled with the new pain almost did me in. It took years to get over, and sometimes I wonder if I really am over it. Anyway, my point is you will come out of this never forgetting but rather having a warm spot in your heart for your Buddy. It is still raw, but the love you shared will give you comfort. It’s a lot of work.
Laughter is the best medicine! Take as needed, as often as possible,impossible to overdose.
Every woman needs a Steve! (wouldn’t that be a funny T-Shirt)
I am so sorry you lost a beloved pet. I hope by now your heart is warm. Best wishes. Hope you are safe!