Tomorrow Will Be Better

 Kevin is coming home today. He will have his own special teak box to join the other pets I have lost. He will be in good company.

I will be sad all day. It is true that there are 9 other cats just out my door. None of them are Kevin. None of them have his quirky personality. Ginger is a sweet little girl, but she keeps looking for Kevin when she comes inside. Bo has searched the entire house for his playmate. 

I think that Eddie and I will just go to my she shed and spend some time organizing. When we tire of that we will walk through the gardens there. The sleek black kitten, Barack, who has avoided my attempts to befriend him has started following me when I am outside. Every day removes a little distance between us. He is a gorgeous creature, but I am not the one trying to get close to him, he is the one edging closer to me. Almost like he knows how sad I am. 

I find little things every day that Kevin played with. His favorite box is still on the porch. Just a cardboard box with some paper used to package whatever was delivered. Barely big enough to hold Kevin, he would curl into a ball and take a nap. I cannot bring myself to get rid of it. None of the other cats have shown any interest in the box. 

Today is my oldest child's birthday. He would have been 56. He died before he turned 40. When I think of him, it is as a child. I feel old today. I hope tomorrow will be better.

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  1. ValAugust 28, 2026 at 5:56 PM

    Aww. I am sad with you. It takes time, and never really goes away. But it does get easier to remember the good times more than the sad. At least for me.

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    1. Hot Diggity DogAugust 30, 2026 at 12:37 PM

      I know, it will get easier and I will smile when I remember his antics, now I just miss him.

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  2. Kathy GAugust 29, 2026 at 6:37 PM

    Sending positive thoughts your way. As Val said, we never really forget our four-footed family members, but it gets easier over time.

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    1. Hot Diggity DogAugust 30, 2026 at 12:39 PM

      Time does heal, and I will get there. The sleek black cat I named Barack has been shadowing me outside. He liked to play with Kevin and I think he misses him, too. Maybe soon he will let me pet him.

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  3. Rachael K.August 29, 2026 at 7:57 PM

    I am so sorry about Kevin and your son. When I look at pictures of our Heidi dog, gone more than 8 years now, I still get sad. We have Hazel now, but she is not Heidi; she is her own self. Hoping you find comfort and that the days start to look a little brighter and that the other loves in your life crowd out the Kevin shaped hole in your heart.

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    1. Hot Diggity DogAugust 30, 2026 at 12:42 PM

      There are 9 cats just outside my door .... the little orange girl, Ginger, comes ininsie, too. she is a different personality. She loves the dogs and they love her. She spent the morning napping with our old lady dog. All the while kneading Toni's back. Leaving a ton of fur in their wake.

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  4. ellen abbottAugust 30, 2026 at 7:40 AM

    Poor little Kevin. I still miss my Emma. She commuted with us when we were still working and the studio was still at the city house. She would calmly lay on the armrest between us in the truck and never utter a peep for the whole hour drive.

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  5. Hot Diggity DogAugust 30, 2026 at 12:44 PM

    Kevin went on one trip with us and he loved it. He was so curious about everything.

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  6. Linda O'ConnellSeptember 2, 2026 at 7:56 PM

    HUGS

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