by Corey
(Graham, Washington, USA)
I had a kitty named Peantoe she was a tuxedo with gold eyes and gorgeous. She has been with me since I was four and lived 10 years. I was close to her and I was sad when we had to put her down. But the second night after she passed the tears got worse and I was on my knees crying by my bed. Just sobbing and I couldn't stop weeping, I was in so much pain and all I wanted was my baby!
Well I started to pray in my mind still crying to the extreme and I told God I missed her and I asked him to help me and I asked him for her to help me to let me know it was ok and right then after so hardly crying I stopped. The tears just stopped. I wasn't breathing heavy I just stopped like a faucet was turned off. I felt a heavy feeling of love come over me.
Then I went to bed that night, and by that time I haven't laughed or felt the slightest sense of joy or happiness, I was constantly miserable but that night I dreamed I was with my friends laughing and having the time of my life and I woke up with a loving feeling and I do believe it was Peantoe giving me a good dream telling me to be happy and know she was safe and to lighten up. After that I was able to move on.
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