Twilla

Last night we found our little Twilla. After 3.5 days of looking  - we found her and she did go away to die. It was a relief to finally know. We did not have to look anymore. Did not have to wonder. Did not have to wake up each morning to see if she came back to resume her daily routine. We could have closure and move on. Sounds funny... it was just a cat. But it is a similar grieving process as a lost family member or friend.

It was such a sad night. But it gave us the chance again this year to talk about death with our kids. We buried Twilla in our back yard and said goodbye.

We cried and talked about what death means and talked about Jesus and His sacrifice. We then ended our night telling stories about Twilla and ended up laughing together. It was a good family time. A time only the four of us can share. A time only the four of us will remember.

So Twilla, thank you for giving us memories to share together and with that, staying apart of our lives.