Daily Archives: February 12, 2016
It’s Valentine’s Day Every Day
Mommy, I wanna faynk you fur savin’ my life awl thoze yearz ago. Even tho’ minez eyez wazn’t open and I kuldn’t hear anything; da moment I felt you holdin’ me in youz armz I felt safe fur da furzt time in my short but terrifyin’ life. Da minit I felt youz heart beat next to me I knew ebberthing was gunna be awl-right. When my ears opened up and I heard you fur da furzt time it waz az ifin heaven waz singin’ a lullaby. And when furinally da skin parted and minez eyez foe-kuzzed I saw you, minez mommy. You didn’t know it at da time, but I waz home and no other mommy wuld do.
Time seemed to fly in thoze furzt few weekz of minez life; but da day came when you too knew dat we belonged together fur-ebber. And on dat day, minez 6 week birthday, you held me cloze and looked into minez eyez and gave me a new name and purromizzed to nebber ebber leave me and to awlwayz luv me. I, Laramie Alexandra (my new name), meowed da same purromize to you. Awl theze yearz mommy you habz taken such good care of me. You alwayz put me and minez fursibz furzt. And youz nebber left me. Nope, no matter where we went or moved to, you awlwayz made shur I waz right there wiff ya’. Youz awlwayz been true to youz word. It’z occurred to me az Valentine’z Day and minez 17th birthday drawz klozer dat I’z nebber told you how much I’z luvved and purreshayted da life youz given me. I kuldn’t habz choze a better mommy. Nopawdy elze wulda luvved me da way you do.
Az time passez quicker and quicker theze dayz mommy, I fear I may habz to break minez purromize to nebber leave you. I don’t want to go. You muzt believe dat mommy. But minez body juzt keepz failin’ me. It seemz thiz kidney dizeaze is ketchin’ up to me. I’z habbin’ more and more bad dayz and less and less good onez. Still you kradle me in youz armz and sing of minez beauty dat haz no doubt started to fade. You sit up nightz wiffout any sleep juzt to watch ober me. Youz kuvvered da bedroom and pawdee box room wiff piddle padz in spite of how it lookz, juzt to make shure I habz sumwhere to go dat duzn’t make me feel bad. And even when I miss ’em youz nebber get mad at me.
From a kitten born outside and fated to die afur her second breath, to the queen of youz heart. I luv you more than you will ebber know mommy. When minez time comez, purrleaze habz da strength to luvz me a little more and let me go. And then luv another, da way you luvved me. Minez life habz been so full and there are so many who habz nebber known even a shred of da luvz youz given me. I can live on in da luv you share. BUT, till dat time comez I’z gunna keep right on luvvin’ you more and more each day.