Thursday, November 11, 2010

Sharing a Moment: The Burial of a Cat



It was a wonderful terrible day. The air was that autumnal mix of chill and warmth. The golden sun shone through golden leaves and red and orange setting the trees aflame with breath taking, moment taking beauty. And steel scraped loam and the mound grew, steel scraped clay and the mound grew, steel scraped sand and the mound grew. Sparks of steel on stone, crunch of steel on root and the mound grew. And childhood tears and childhood fears mixed with understanding and confusion falling to water the earth as it was moved shovel full by shovel full from it resting place, and the mound grew. 

The small form which hours before had felt so frail and so light, rested heavily in my arms with its own dead weight and little hands pet her one last time. Goodbyes were cried and slowly the mound diminished, the soil returning to its place to embrace the cat who would no longer sleep in the arms of my son. 

The air was that autumnal mix of chill and warmth. The golden sun shone through golden leaves and red and orange setting the trees aflame with breath taking, moment taking beauty. It was a wonderful terrible day.
Images from http://www.agriculture.purdue.edu/fnr/stoutwoods/vrtrail10.html

3 comments:

LifeAtTheCircus.com said...

Oh dear... I am sorry, so very sorry for your loss!

Jennifer said...

I am so sorry, I know this is so hard for you and your family. Please give the boy and the girl a hug for us!

Happy said...

Sorry for your loss! What a beautifully written post. Sad, but beautiful. So much imagery.

I hope you and the family feel better soon.