Belou and I were brought together a few days after my father died. She was funny looking. She made me laugh and forget for a moment the complete helplessness that comes from losing a parent. Together we made it through college exams and graduation, my first love and not to long after, my first broken heart, the death of my grandfather, a move that took us from Austin to Seattle and so much more.
When I thought life was so horribly unfair, she was there to represent something better.
Even though her smallness terrified me, she ended up a saving grace and a best friend.
Belou was born with Feline Leukemia and fought it for 8 years. When she got sick I remember praying...and when I felt like that wasn't enough...wishing on stars and making promises to be a better person if only she would get better. I guess she was meant to be somewhere else; a better place I hope.
She passed away one year ago this March. Belou was a fighter until the very end and even then, made sure she hung on until I was strong enough to let her go. She was the only bright spot during some very dark days and I miss her still. So, thank you Belou. I love you.
Belou and I were brought together a few days after my father died. She was funny looking. She made me laugh and forget for a moment the complete helplessness that comes from losing a parent. Together we made it through college exams and graduation, my first love and not to long after, my first broken heart, the death of my grandfather, a move that took us from Austin to Seattle and so much more.
When I thought life was so horribly unfair, she was there to represent something better.
Even though her smallness terrified me, she ended up a saving grace and a best friend.
Belou was born with Feline Leukemia and fought it for 8 years. When she got sick I remember praying...and when I felt like that wasn't enough...wishing on stars and making promises to be a better person if only she would get better. I guess she was meant to be somewhere else; a better place I hope.
She passed away one year ago this March. Belou was a fighter until the very end and even then, made sure she hung on until I was strong enough to let her go. She was the only bright spot during some very dark days and I miss her still. So, thank you Belou. I love you.
