My cat Champ died roughly a year after my Mom did. I think until his death I had somehow bottled everything up. Suddenly, I became pretty emotional abouy everything.
God, why am I so shook up?
I want to curl up in a corner and cry like a baby
He was just a cat
Yeah, he was my cat and I'd had him for years
He was born in my bedroom closet
He died under my bed
But honestly that's not it
I've got my children now
And my loving wife, my brother, my dad
Life is good
There are so many people more important than that cat
Actually he was getting to be a pain in the ass
He threw up on the floor and dug in the flowerbeds
We'd drawn a bit apart
He was just a cat
So why am I so emotional over this?
I didn't get this upset when Mom died last year.
Oh...Maybe I see