Not talking, but hurting.

Things have been rough w/cat things. I still don’t want to go into details or talk directly about it. It’s something of “what are you going to do?”.

Some understand, some may not.

It just weighs heavy and I don’t talk about it and don’t want to.  Yet here I am doing just that in an evasive, vague way.

I can’t explain how important he has been through the past 16 years.  The last family that has been there and has helped me through the last year of losing everyone else finally.

I dont talk talk about it, but it’s day by day and that’s all I can say about it. I’d prefer no questions from those who love me and have followed his bowel issues, surgery, and lymphoma with me.

This is has been such an empty post, really… Repeating just that things are hard and I don’t want to say more or be asked how things are going.

But I needed to say just that much.  That I’m still dealing with it hard.