Physical wound heals faster than emotional

养心 at home.

I can be hasty in pushing myself to let go. I don’t know if I’m doing it right. Looking at our photos from Candid Moments -> cry, photos from Hokkaido ->cry, packing his things away -> cry.

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Meow meow has left us for a month now. Missing her meows when we walked into her territory (kitchen). It used to be the living room next to the windows, then to the kitchen under the tabletop, and to her final months, a small corner under the cabinets in the balcony.

‘I’m sorry to have missed out on your final week when you turned terribly ill. I should have insisted to bring you to the vet 2 weeks ago  before the Cold War with E begun. Too little, too late.

Your passing may have marked the end of a time and beginning of a new voyage, as all of us picked ourselves up and move on, in different directions. But nonetheless, you have been greatly missed.’