The last week managed to be one of the worst weeks in my life so far. I say so far because I know it can always get worse.
As a little background, 2 years ago on april, I got a call from my parents, they had this 2 little kittens to give me. I had just gotten my house so I had been thinking about getting a cat or a dog. So when they say kittens for adoption they took 2.
I had this 2 little babies of about 2 months. A little black female and a little linx like male. My boyfriend call them Morrigan and Link.
I'm not sure if I've said this before, but I do not want to have kids, so these two little cats were my joy and pride. It was quickly stablished (by the cats of course) that morrigan was my boyfriend's and Link mine. They loved us both, but cats always choose someone to be their favorite.
Link was such a caring, loving cat. Morrigan is also loving, but in a more laid back way.
Well...as you can tell, I'm speaking in past.
Last sunday to monday night, Link got out. I left the window a little bit open and he, being curious, left.
Monday night I found out he was killed. Some stupid kids put a small rocket in his little mouth.
He had to be put down.
I cried a lot. He loved so much...he loved laying on my legs, he used to give me little kisses and loved being around me. I've never had a cat so loving like him. He was sweet and innocent.
I know that if you've never had a cat is hard to imagine, but he truly was the best companion I could have hoped for.
So there I was, mourning the loss of my little baby...thinking that it was the worst feeling in the world when life decided to strike again.
Wednesday afternoon my brother got a call from my mom. "Come quickly to say goodbye, my father has just died".
My grandfather had an operation about a week before, he was healing well, everything was fine..and he had a heart attack.
He may have suffered about five min. tops. He couldn't breathe and then he just closed his eyes.
This strong, funny, witty man just left us without a warning.
Last time i saw him was during our christmas dinner.
I can't express how much I loved him. He was an example to all of his family. The ideal man we as granddaughters hoped to have one day.
He was this man who loved to read, who always was looking for something to learn.
He was always there when you needed him.
So here I am today. Afraid of loosing my grandmother of sadness or worse (she is sick). Afraid of loosing my mother who is also sick, afraid of what's going to happen next.
Life twists and turns in the most unexpected ways. I'm well aware that things are not all black or all white. but sometimes it seems like there's nothing left but darkness and sorrow.

My sincere condolences on both your losses. It's hard to lose someone you're close to, and what happened to your cat is intolerable. I'm so very sorry that those have happened to you.

thank you