Goodbye

Despite the fact that I knew it was coming for a while it still hurt. Calypso left us this morning, with her favorite people petting her and having been able to taste a little bit more of her favorite, sour cream.

I cried, a lot more than when I lost Madison or Hemi, and I again felt guilty for crying orders of magnitude more than when my dad was declared brain dead.

But I do know that cat was loved ridiculous amounts, even more by Hannah than by me. I also asked her to say hi to Stacycat for me, she could be found by looking for Mario.

My comfort, as always with this situation, is she felt love at least equal to the amount I'm hurting right now