Author Tamira Thayne, FreedomChaser and WCY Books founder, lost her beloved cat Una this week. Here’s her goodbye to the best cat she ever met.
My limbs felt heavy as the dog and I plodded up the hill, like gravity had doubled its pressure and forgotten to notify me in advance. I fought the unseen forces that held me tightly to the earth, my legs barely clearing the ground as I slogged my way toward home.
The drizzle of rain was appropriate, even soothing. At least it matched my mood.
I noted without much interest that I seemed incapable of walking at a normal speed, that the grief manifested itself in physical ways, too.
It wasn’t just all in my head.
Tuna had been gone a week now, and I was no nearer to moving past the intense mourning than I was the day he left me. In fact, I felt worse. I got out of bed, but only because I had other animals…
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