Category Archives: loss

the art of living.

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 the littlest yeti

the bravest warrior

the sweetest brother to olive

 lived with a disease he valiantly fought

 made it to his first birthday

 filled with crazy fun and sass

left the earth as suddenly as he appeared

as yetis sometimes do. 

“all the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.”

~ havelock ellis

our last day.

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we spent our last day together

glenn frey the cat, not the rocker

olive the cat, not the oil

and me.

glenn has taken a turn for the worse

and is quickly slowing down

resting in his favorite place

with olive refusing to leave his side

the three of us

sit in the quiet

just breathing

looking out at the signs

of the seasons changing

taking in the breezes.

i think back to his multiple rescues

his funny, crazy ways

his very loud voice

how i often spelled his name wrong

how he acted tough at first

but was really such a gentle giant

how he tried to camouflage himself in the vines and flowers

how he welcomed another rescue, tiny olive

into our little family.

in the morning

there will be

just two of us left

when we return to this room

as we say farewell

to our sweet friend, glenn frey.

even the flowers are sad.