Right after we bid farewell to Chucky, our feline love bug, I had this strong urge to clean and organize. Closets, the refrigerator, cupboards—all got my frenzied attention for about a week or so. Now I look back and see that my cleaning mania was my way of coping, of doing something I had control over in response to the loss and change we were experiencing.
As we paged through photos of Chucky, we shared our remembrances of him, which was very healing. We plan to put his photo on our dresser so we can look at him anytime … and see that beautiful kitty face looking back at us with so much love and gentleness.