Wednesday, January 4, 2012

January 2, 2012

This was a very hard day. It was my first day waking up and realizing that she wasn't going to be here. I cried and I cried and bawled, not matter what I was doing. Sweeping, dishes, listening to music, etc. My mom came over and spent quite a few hours with me talking. We talked about Safari things she'd do, possible causes of her death, where we were going to bury her, how perfect of a cat she was, how we prayed for a miracle to bring her back, etc. And I cried and cried.
I had to work at 3p.m. so I did. I didn't cry while I was there. I wasn't in a rush to get anything done I took it slow, unlike normal. I just was there and I did what I needed to do then I left.
Came home and I did dishes and cried some more.
This say was definitely my day of mourning.
Mom invited us over for tacos, so we went there and spent a few hours there. Miles started falling asleep so we had to go home and get him to bed. I cried once while being there. It helped get my mind off of everything while we were there. I honestly didn't want to leave I could have stayed the night there and been just fine.
That was my day January 2nd.

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