I must start by writing that this post is not about knitting. If you read further, you will encounter sad content that may trigger emotional responses for some readers. I will not think less of you if you stop reading now, and choose to close your browser.
One year ago, I was sitting at my dining room table with a Notary Republic, signing a ridiculous number of papers, and handing over a very large cashier’s check. All of this happened as two contractors were ripping the side of my house apart to replace two patio doors.
So much has happened since that day, and I’ve been negligent about blogging the details. Granted the flurry of activity involved in moving really didn’t leave much time for blogging. I wish that I could write that the move was the only eventful thing that happened in the past year. Unfortunately, I don’t have that luxury.
Three weeks ago, my beautiful China died. It was unexpected, and it happened very fast. In some way, I’m thankful for the speed in which this occurred. There was no time to debate options, and the final decision was clear. I’m so grateful for the 12 wonderful years that I had with her, and I miss her more than words can say. I’ve reached some level of acceptance about her loss; although, there are some moments when I am reduced to inconsolable sobbing. She was a joy. I long for her affection, and her constant chatter. The house is so strangely quiet without her.
I am happy to write that my other 3 cats are all well. They each mourn her in their own way. They’ve now mostly settled into a new routine. They are each much more affectionate. Perhaps, they know that I need the comfort.
I know that life will continue as it must, and that I will adapt to her absence. I will always miss China, and I’m certain that moments will come to trigger the deep sense of loss that I feel now. I take comfort in knowing that now and forever more, she is at peace, free of pain, warm, and safe. I’m grateful for the warm wishes and sympathy that has been expressed by so many of my friends.
I am almost settled in my new house, and I continue to look for just the right piece of furniture to make it home. I am knitting; although, my knitting productivity has taken a hit in recent weeks. I have some design ideas rolling around in my head, so the blog will return to a happy knitting place that is mostly about socks in the future.
Honestly, I’ve struggled with this post. Sharing news like this on a blog seems very impersonal. I know this content really has nothing to do with hand knit socks, which is what brings most of you here. Nevertheless, I feel a need to honor China for the joyous companion that she was. I’ve pulled together some of my favorite pictures of my baby girl. I think they capture her personality, and I hope they help to end this post on a happy note.