It doesn’t seem possible.  How could time have flown by so fast?  How could today be two years since we said goodbye?

Oh Alex…

The last few hours with you are so vivid in my mind. I want to forget when you cried out in agony asking us to end your pain, but I can’t.  I am just happy that we unselfishly listened.  I am thankful you spent the last moments with us wagging your little stumpy assuring us that we were doing the right thing, abiding to your wishes.

You may not be here with us, but you are not gone.  Your heart, your soul, and your spirit is here with us, each and every single day.  We see you in every room.  We sense your presence every day.  And we know you send us sign’s letting us know you are doing okay…  Tonight’s James Taylor concert being one of them. I still can’t believe you arranged that, buddy!

When you first ran off to the Rainbow Bridge your brother-in-law Brian told me the true meaning of nine lives.  Nine lives doesn’t mean that a cat escapes death nine times. It means that a cats soul comes back nine times.  And… if you are really lucky… and the connection is so strong…. that soul finds their human’s again.

Brian’s words comforted me in my time of deepest sorrow.  I wanted to believe in nine lives, but I had doubts.  Those doubts are done….

We weren’t ready to open our hearts to another kitten.  We were still too sad.  But a force out of my control propelled me towards Lucy.  I was obsessed with meeting the beautiful kitten whose picture I saw on Facebook.  I didn’t think I could convince your dad to adopt so soon, but he fell under her spell just as I did.

As soon as we brought her home, to your “recovery room” she was right at home.  She wasn’t scared for a second.  She was familiar with her surroundings just as she was comfortable with our family and friends. She sought out all your favorite spots.  She eats exactly the way you did – mixing wet and dry together in alternating bites.  And she brings her special toy upstairs to our bedroom every single night while screaming, just as you always did.  Oh and she loves parmesan cheese too!

There is no doubt in my mind she has your soul….  We are one of the lucky ones….  And above all we were so lucky to have you.

We Miss you Alex.

And we love you more than words or our tears can express…..