by Grace Roberts
(Norwich UK)
Oscar Boy
It has been a week now since my beautiful cat Oscar went to The Bridge and in that time, I have cried so many tears and felt such aching emptiness it has sometimes been unbearable. But, as the week has gone on I have slowly accepted his death and learnt a valuable lesson. Oscar gave me seven wonderful years and he was with me through so many bad times, and always he was there for me and never judged nor moaned or scolded.
I remember those years with such thankfulness for the God sent gift he surely was. I cannot dwell on his last hours with me, to do so would be to disregard those seven years I had with him. It would render them almost unimportant and as though they had never been.
So I look back to the past and my time with my Oscar with a huge smile and thank him and He who sent him to me when I needed him most for the time we had together.
Of course there will still be tears as each day brings another pang and wave of memory, but I'll cry, remember and be thankful for that memory.
To all you who are mourning a loved pet, my thoughts and prayers are with you. And my thanks for all of you who've been such a comfort at this sad time. I hope I may do the same for others here who grieve for their loved ones in the future.