Yesterday, September 10, was the first anniversary of Titi's death. We did not think too much about it and therefore did not cry. Or we did not want to cry and therefore did not think too much about it.
We moved on, somehow, but still think about him and cry sometimes.
A couple of months ago, I learned about kittens that had been abandonned at birth and saved by T. Around that time, I dreamed of Titi. It was a happy dream and I took it as a sign to adopt another cat. And before Chouchou was strong enough to be with us, we heard of another abandonned cat, Momo.
This is how our family grew up unexpectadly ...
Sept 10 is also the anniversary of Sh's cousin's death.
Sept 11 is another sad anniversary for the world ...
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Isn't it wonderful the things that started with Titi? Thinking of you!
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