In Loving Memory..

There has never been a good way in dealing with death.I have always been impressed with people who can widthstand the lost of a loved one..

Recently one of my cats died."Hitam or Tam" as she is called is not one of those fancy shmancy cats.. persion bred or with thick soft fur.. but is just one of those plain, local tabby cats..black with some lighter spots all over her body.. short haired...short tail..thin and fraily..in short there was nothing really special about her..

Still when my mom told me about Tam's death last night, unshamely enough i cried..

I cried for the poor cat's soul.. who must have been stuned by the bright headlights of the car which hit her..

I cried for the 4 little kittens she left behind.. now without a mother to feed them.. to care for them.. or teach them the ways of the cats ..( okey.. ha ha..)

and mostly I cried for my little brother who always loved playing with our cats.. feeding them ( after being forced to do so)..and always caring for their well being. who unlucky enough was the one to find Hitam's bloody body in the middle of the road.
I know my brother is okey ..as he has dealt with numerous cats death before.. but when i heard he wrote "in memory of Tam" on his white board in his room.. it still broke my heart..

"Its funny, you love something and then one day its suddenly gone or changed or lost forever.But somehow that doesnt stop your love.Maybe thats how you know its the real thing.When it doesnt come with conditions or best-by date.When you give your love and never stop giving it, and you know you never will.Thats when its real.Thats when they can never touch it or spoil it or take it away from you."
-One For My Baby-