Image of her telling me she wants to go to the new house again keep flashing on my mind. She wants, but she can't! :'(
The first day she came, feeling shy and scared. She was two months old, very tiny and cute.
I used her photo to join some silly contest, she won the first prize, lol.
All the photos looked so blur cos they were taken with Nokia phone, 8-9 years ago.
Our beloved vainpot.
Regretted neglecting her after the kids arrived. But it's not true that I don't see her as part of the family and don't love her. It's precisely I see her as part of the family, thought that she will always be around, not knowing that God is taking her away so soon. I'm sincerely sorry, Bubble.
However, I'm glad I spent a lot of time with her, taking care of her and walked through her last journey with her for the last one month. It felt like how I took care of her when she was a baby. So fragile and vulnerable.
Grieving is inevitable. Still trying to digest the fact that she won't be physically around anymore, I won't be able to see her anymore.
I know she's happy now, free from sufferings and pain, running around to find her friends. I hope she will always be happy, no matter where she is. She will always be deeply missed, loved & remembered.