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I'm kinda blah.
I was hanging out with my friends last night, when my mom called me to tell me that my baby (well like 6 years old or so) kitty cat had died. For a second or so I was like "No he didn't", I really got blind sided. Mom said dad found him at the end of the yard, he told her that Bagheera didn't look broken or hurt in anyway. I ended ( Read more... )
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If you're like everyone else in the theatre, you thought that was a super thickheaded thing to say. Something really ideally lofty, where although it sounds like something we should strive for naturally, it's not how humans feel after they lose a loved one.
But after thinking about it for a while I figured out that it's not about hiding how you feel, it's more into the idea that although you mourn him[Bagheera's] passing, all though it makes you sad you should really celebrate his bountiful life and what he brought to you as a person, because it's definitely there.
So whenever you feel really really sad, don't think about crying behind a video store or not getting meatballs on your sandwich, it's all about the moment when you came back from Gingi's or the years prior you spent with him.
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It's strange how things affect you so much more then you think they would. I think just the fact that I've been away from home so much. That I can't really greive the way I'm accustume to, with my family there with me is making things harder.
Thank you so much, your nice words made my heart happy. :)
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