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I lack the knowledge of who's theory this happens to be, but it is not an uncommon base so I know that it is someone's theory: With every good there is bad. If one experiences good, they will experience bad. Bad balances out good, and without it good would be meaningless. But what happens when it's turned around?
On November 10th, my life became tied and joined with a wonderful group of people. I had cited my vows and made my promises of loyalty, love, and faith. In other words, I, the girl who had broken many a heart inadvertently, married the man I thought I would never be blessed to have; Darketobias. I gained a beautiful group of people as family and thrust myself into a foreign land, leaving my loving family and friends in Canada. The transition was difficult, but I am adapting.
On November 24th, my feline treasure of fourteen years of age passed away. He had been diagnosed with Diabetes just before I left and we opted not to treat him. He's lived a long and hearty life, and treating him would make him miserable. Soon he'd learn that after every meal, he gets a shot. So he'd learn to not eat, and hide when we start forcing him to eat. For a fourteen-year-animal, this is crueler than treating him. After I had left, he became gravely ill, and his kidneys, lungs, and heart were presumed to be failing. So, gently, tenderly, he died with a shot in the arms of my mother. My closest friend.
R.I.P: Coco Peanutbuttercup Crowhurst.
I gained a new life, a new family, but lost a part of my heart.
 Silent Flame · Sun Nov 30, 2008 @ 05:55am · 0 Comments |
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