This has been the second worst week of my life. The first being the 5 weeks that my Dad was sick then passing over. In lost desparation I received the massive outpouring of love and prayers I knew that I would not be alone. I hurt so much watching my dear wonderful daughter struggle with the acceptance that she had been raped. Her anger, her low self-esteem, the struggle her boyfriend is going to. It is so painful for me. She is seeking help for which I thank God. With her struggle it has not become just about her, but about all women and this ugly injustace.
My cat was put to sleep on Thursday. The vet let me lay down with her and hold her. I heard her last breath. She purred until the end. Today I took out the litter box, washed her bowl and collected her toys for my daughter's cat. I miss her so much. I expect her to walk around a corner and slap the dog, or open the bathroom door. My dog has been going to the pantry where her food was and then to where we fed her. He went to litter box, paces from room to room and cries. He misses her too.
So much more, and I am tired. I am fighting my depression as hard as I can right now. I know I am in that downward spiral I get with the bi-polar but I am fighting. I am allowing myself the time to mourn. I am taking my meds. I have been going back to each of your posts for my bible verses. They are helping.
On a good note, I have many more blogs to become friends with. My love and blessings to each of my new and loving friends.