Friday, October 2, 2009
What's worse than a broken heart?
Here's what's worse; watching your child's heart break.
We had to turn our cats over to the Humane Society today. The rental doesn't allow cats, and we couldn't find them homes. So we put our loves in the kennel and gave them up.
It was so much harder than I anticipated. God Help Me I fell in love with those stinkers. They followed me everywhere outside, and loved us as much as cats could. I'll miss their placid faces watching me garden. I'll miss their soft purring. I'll miss their unconditional love.
But by far the hardest part has been watching my 10-year-old cupcake fall to pieces. She says it's like a bad dream, and she wants to wake up. Feels like abusing your own child. How do you explain this to a child? How do you rip her living furry soft loves out of her arms because you can't afford them, and can't take them to a rental? How does she forgive us?
Why take away my husband's job, then our livelihood, then our home, now our pets??
I seriously want some answers . . . . now.
Posted by Mnmom