My Broken Heart

by Leslie

Sam

Sam died today.

She was born in May of 1986. She lived for 20 years and 6 months. She was my beloved friend for more than half my life.

Gentle, yet lively and abundantly affectionate, Sam was the perfect cat.

She had a tiny white spot on the top of her head, where I would always kiss her. She used to hook her paws around my hands and pull them to her when she wanted a little more petting. She had the loudest purr in the world.

She was a witness to many milestones in my life and was my greatest comfort during my lowest moments.

I can’t quite believe she is gone and I’ll never again see her big blue eyes light up when I walk in the room, feel her rub against my legs or hear her gravelly meow.

The house doesn’t feel the same without her. I don’t feel the same without her.

My heart is broken.


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  1. Mama Duck on November 16, 2006 9:01 am

    *hugs* I’m so sorry!!

  2. Kelley on November 16, 2006 10:51 am

    Leslie, I’m so sorry. But I know that twenty years with a “mom” like you makes for just about the happiest life a cat could want.

    I really relate to this, that she was your “greatest comfort during my lowest moments”. I think only pet owners can understand how powerfully true that can be.

    My dog has a similar white spot on the top of her head, and I can often be found wiping traces of my lipstick from it. Yeah…non-pet owners just wouldn’t understand. Pets are family.

    I never quite know what to say to someone who is grieving a loss; I imagine myself in a similar situation, and it’s overwhelming, and I don’t know what I would want to hear.

    I’m sorry. Rest in peace, Sam. It’s clear how much you were loved.

  3. Dana on November 16, 2006 11:08 am

    I’m so sorry about Sam! My thoughts are with you!

  4. petite mommy on November 16, 2006 11:50 am

    I’m so sorry about your cat,Sam. Losing an animal is never easy. Our little cat that we had only a few months went outside one evening and never came back a couple weeks ago. It isnt the same without him. My big cat, simba, who is 10 years old, lives with my parents and I miss him everyday.

  5. vasilisa on November 16, 2006 3:23 pm

    I’m so sorry Leslie… I really feel for you… I still miss my dog which we had to leave behind some 13 years ago. Animals give you such unconditional love, that loosing them is absolutely heartbraking…

  6. Sara on November 16, 2006 4:42 pm

    Dropped by via the NaBloPoMo Randomizer and couldn’t leave without saying how sorry I am about Sam. Losing an animal is so painful. Healing thoughts to you today.

  7. Joshua Xalpharis on November 16, 2006 5:29 pm

    I’m sorry to hear about your cat, Leslie.

  8. Faith on November 16, 2006 10:36 pm

    My heart is breaking for you Leslie, I agree I think only pet owners understand how deep those pets can dig themselves into our hearts.

    When we lose one it’s like losing a family member. I’m so very very sorry about Sam’s passing. :(

  9. Ruth on November 17, 2006 12:44 am

    Oh, I am so sorry to hear about Sam. I am thinking of you at this time.

  10. Mommy on November 17, 2006 2:38 pm

    Thank you all so much for your kind words.

  11. My Mommy’s Place: Mommy’s Blog » Blog Archive » Old Dogs And Children (And All Of Mommy’s Time) on February 6, 2007 11:47 pm

    […] On Saturday, he was his usual perky self, jumping and running and gobbling up doggie treats. By Sunday afternoon, he had lost his appetite and didn’t want to get up. We spent the day Sunday hanging out with him in the family room to keep an eye on him. He didn’t seem to be getting better and I was starting to worry because he didn’t just seem tired, but like he was in pain. I decided to sleep in the family room with him. I spent some time on the couch, but mostly I spooned him on the floor, worrying, crying and begging God not to take my dog. If I lost Clyde just after losing Sam, I think I’d lose my mind. […]

  12. My Mommy’s Place: Mommy’s Blog » Blog Archive » No One Cares What You Had For Lunch Or That Your Dog Died on January 5, 2008 2:38 am

    […] I cradled his head and stroked that special spot between his ears, just like I did with Sam as she died. And I told myself, “This is meaningful.” Even if no one else cares. […]

  13. jenn in holland on January 5, 2008 7:42 am

    I didn’t get to be with my “Frank” when she died as a 17 year old. I grieved so hard for her even though she hadn’t been in my house for several years (she was still with my folks). I remember talking with my sisters on the day that she died and we all cried so hard together. It is meaningful how much impact these creatures have in our lives. My life is richer having spent that time with Frank. She was such a great friend and still I miss her deeply.

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