Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Digging the grave

Mom didn't sleep well last night, in spite of the several glasses of wine she had. One for herself, one for Jasmine, and one just because. I expected her to sleep in this morning after a night of grieving but she was up half the night and early this morning. My sister's friend was to dig a small cat grave this morning but Mom decided she wanted to do it herself. In the cold drizzle, this 81 year old woman grabbed a shovel and in the early morning hours she buried her beloved cat. 

Will I ever have that inner strength, that toughness to just do whatever has to be done? 

2 comments:

VioletSky said...

I am so sorry about Jasmine. Your Mom and Dusty will be missing her greatly.

miwise said...

Thanks, Violetsky. Mom came over today, just wanted to be out of the house for a bit. We shopped for some new food treats for Dusty.