I am crying as I write this post. Mocha's beautiful soul went to kitty Heaven on Saturday morning. After a two year battle with IBD, she gave up her fight. She had such tenacity and stubbornness about life that she truly was my other half since I am the same. It's hard to put into words what she brought into my life. She saw so many transitions of my own life and followed me wherever my road went and stood by my side without a single word of judgment. She only gave me love and acceptance. She was a part of my soul.
I was so fortunate to have her come into my life at 7 weeks old and to think that I almost turned her away. God had a plan when he gave me that little push to take her in even after I had picked another kitten out to take home with me. When that young pet store attendant begged me to take the screaming ball of fur because no one else would, it broke my heart. The words "no one else will take her" was the deciding factor for me. So, fleas and all, I brought her home to my little studio apartment that I had after my divorce and we bonded from that moment on.
No words can explain what it feels like to lose one of our fur babies. They don't judge, they don't hurt purposefully and all they want from us is love and to be taken care of. I did the best I could as her mother and I only pray she is now in a field of all the food she wants and all the furry friends to play with.
I love you, Mocha. There will always be a hole in my heart that can never be filled with the love that you gave me. It will take me a very long time to get used to not doing the things I do when I see you....to not hear that little meow saying hello to me and especially to no longer feel you kneading on my stomach for your own comfort. It will be hard but I hear time heals all wounds so until it does, I will hold your memories in my heart now and forever.
Rest in peace my sweet baby.