The first weekend in October, Mr. Grumpbump and I went to the beach to celebrate my mother's 65th birthday. We had a super weekend with the family, doing what we do best - eating and drinking. There is a certain energy I get when I'm with people who love me unconditionally, no matter how fat or obnoxious or self-centered, etc. I am. I feel so comfortable in their presence. The weekend was uplifting in so many ways.
And top it off, the weekend we were at the beach was sting ray mating season for the Gulf Coast. Crazy. Mr. Grumpbump and I were entertained, truly entertained by watching a manta ray swimming up and down the shore line. He did the same thing over and over and we were mesmerized.
The next two weekends I got to participate in bridal activities (first, a bachelorette party, and then a bridal shower, which was actually afternoon tea at the Ritz Carlton). I wasn't so comfortable going out to a club for the bachelorette party; however, I ended up having a good time with great girls. The afternoon tea was so much fun. I'm not a huge tea drinker but when it's being served in my own tea pot, with finger sandwiches and petit fours. I loved it so much, I made reservations for this past weekend and treated my stepmother to afternoon tea for her birthday.
However, we got some of the worst news ever. Our darling Tigger has become very ill. So ill that we will have to say goodbye to him today. The sensation of losing your pet is like someone punching you in the heart. We have exhausted medical resources to cure Tigger but there is nothing more we can (humanely) do. Tigger seems to thrive being home and in his familiar surroundings, so we will not be hospitalizing him anymore. He will spend his last day at home, where he can sunbathe or watch the geckos and squirrels run around and be comfortable and comforted in his surroundings.
I don't have children so I don't really have an appreciation for childbirth and the joys and sorrows of motherhood. I roll my eyes when some mothers spout that tired cliche, "I brought you into this world and I can take you right out". Well, I didn't bring Tigger into the world, fate led me to him and we were together for 9 months and three days. But I will certainly be there to guide him on his way out and to remind him that he is much loved and cared for and I will always treasure the time we had together.
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