Concrete and Grace
A mix of edge and femininity

I just want to stop hurting.   To stop crying at the drop of a hat.   To stop looking over at Chris and feeling utterly helpless because there's nothing I can do to comfort him because I'm feeling much of the same pain.   I just want our kitty back.   I can't believe how badly this hurts this time around. Never before have I been through this with someone so closely, lived in the same house at the same time, cared for the animal together like we did.   Before there was always a safe distance, a mental and physical buffer zone from the worst of the pain and the loss. This time it's in my face 24/7, and I can't escape it because I always have… Read More

Life can change in an instant. There was no better proof of that than tonight.  

Brisco  1999 - 2008

 

A little before 5pm tonight, I was sitting on the couch in the basement when Brisco came up beside me. He was getting love and purring and suddenly I thought he was slipping off the edge of the couch. Sadly I caught the look of panic on his face before he fell to the floor and stopped moving. He kept purring while I started to panic and called for Chris to… Read More