A Christmas of joy and sadness

[feliciakw]

First Christmas season without Daddy. But it's still Christmas, and Daddy loved Christmas.

Christmas Eve service at our home church, then family time with Geo's family--food and gifts.

Christmas Day with Li'l Bro, SiL, and Nephew C. He is, in fact, a perfect baby, and I'm not even biased. He could be a baby doll model. He is adorable and smiling and so much fun to cuddle. Baby's first Christmas was a quiet affair, low-key but very pleasant.

December 26 . . . Geo and I were there for the passing of my beloved calico Bunqui. That is she in my icon. *points* George picked her out of the litter and we brought her home in late November/early December 1995, and for 17 years she has been my "familiar." I often called her Spunqui Bunqui, as that is what she was. Even up until this Thanksgiving she was agile and active, if somewhat less so, and even a week ago she was still doing okay. Not great, but okay. We brought her to Ohio, because what were we gonna do? And even in the few days we've been here, she's grown weaker and more tired.

She loved to lie in front of the computer when I was on my laptop. I could carry her around on my shoulder. She liked licking the residue off of Geo's aftershave and hair tonic bottles. She was our hunter. From the time she was a kitten, she had the most over-calberated purr you've ever heard. I could put her next to me on the couch or the recliner, and she would stay put. She liked playing under the Christmas tree skirt.

I miss her.

But this is a season of joy, and I choose to be joyful. No one can take your joy unless you let them. I just sometimes have to remind myself of that.

Comments

[ficwriter1966.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear about the passing of your kitty. And the loss of your dad - I still feel the loss of my mom, more than 2 years later. It does bring a melancholy to the season. But yes, there is still joy to be found, if we try. :)

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Losing Bunqui has hit me harder than I anticipated, and, well, there's no not missing Daddy. (I've still got a message on the answering machine from him from a few Christmases back that I listen to from time to time.)

Here's to a joyous 2013 for us all.

[izhilzha.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry to hear about Bunqui. She was such a loveable, loving cat--I so enjoyed her friendly nature the times I've visited you.

I'm sad, too.

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thank you, my friend.

I still, upon occasion, see her out of the corner of my eye, but it's a pair of shoes under the table or a sweater on the bed.

I've even dreamed about her, and in the dream, I know I'm dreaming.

*hugs*

[mlevins.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear about Bunqui. Now I realize where your screen-name at The Tavern may have come from. May the memory of all those happy years of purring be a comfort to you.

I hope you are having better weather where you are than up here, but right now Ohio is pretty messy :-(

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Yes, indeedy that's where the ID came from. :-)

We had pretty clear sailing to Ohio. The snow didn't hit us until the day after Christmas. If there hadn't been a further threat of snow, we might have stayed an extra day, but we didn't want to get stuck.

[mlevins.livejournal.com]

Oddly enough, I think we got as much snow on that Friday/Saturday snow as we did on the day after Christmas. You made the right call to leave early

[kerravonsen]

*hugs*

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

*hugs*

[yasminke.livejournal.com]

Sorry for your loss (mine's the same age).

May 2013 be a joyous year for us all.

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Here's looking forward to a fantastic 2013.

[scionofgrace.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for your loss. Seventeen years is a good long time for a cat, but it can pass so quickly! ::hug::

[feliciakw.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

I know in my head that 17 is quite old for a cat, but George's cats made it to 19 and 21, so I was anticipating another 2 years.

Still, she had reached the point where we agreed to take her to the vet, but as my brother says, she made the decision for us.