sorry, hit wrong button, but to continue, my brother was killed by a drunk driver back in 1976 long before any laws to combat this. I suffered PTSD then and still some form to this day. I have no idea what happened to the drunk driver whether he was punished or not. but it was not something I had any control over and had to let it go. for this I am grateful or it would have eaten me alive. it will take time to heal. try and stay strong. you are in my thoughts, dj
Dear Tigrisan, this tragedy has changed your family’s life forever, the pain in time will lesson as you learn how to deal with it, but it doesn’t go away.
It’s never easy and loving Loner Cat for all those years was a gift to you all, and one that you will always cherish and remember fondly. My condolences
this may be not come thru, but it can be found on line. “Calvin? Calvin, sweetheart?”
In the darkness Calvin heard the sound of Susie, his wife of fifty-three years. Calvin struggled to open his eyes. God, he was so tired and it took so much strength. Slowly, light replaced the darkness, and soon vision followed. At the foot of his bed stood his wife. Calvin wet his dry lips and spoke hoarsely, “Did… did you…. find him?”
“Yes dear,” Susie said smiling sadly, “He was in the attic. “
Susie reached into her big purse and brought out a soft, old, orange tiger doll. Calvin could not help but laugh. It had been so long. Too long.
“l washed him for you,” Susie said, her voice cracking a little as she laid the stuffed tiger next to her husband.“Thank you, Susie.” Calvin said. A few moments passed as Calvin just lay on his hospital bed, his head turned to the side, staring at the old toy with nostalgia.“Dear,” Calvin said finally. “Would you mind leaving me alone with Hobbes for a while? I would like to catch up with him.”
“All right,” Susie said. “I’ll get something to eat in the cafeteria. I’ll be back soon.” Susie kissed her husband on the forehead and turned to leave. With sudden but gentle strength Calvin stopped her. Lovingly he pulled his wife in and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. “l love you,” he said.“And I love you,” said Susie. Susie turned and left. Calvin saw tears streaming from her face as she went out the door.
Calvin then turned to face his oldest and dearest friend. “Hello Hobbes. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it, old pal?”
Hobbes was no longer a stuffed doll but the big furry old tiger Calvin had always remembered. “It sure has, Calvin.” said Hobbes. “You… haven’t changed a bit.” Calvin smiled.
“You’ve changed a lot.” Hobbes said sadly.
Calvin laughed, “Really? I haven’t noticed at all.”
There was a long pause. The sound of a clock ticking away the seconds rang throughout the sterile hospital room.
Please don’t insult pigs, they’re are lovely animals, consider those professionals more like slugs