Farewell, Melanoma

Written January 12, 2013.

In the simplicity of your existence: grooming, cuddling, nibbles of food, then sleep; it’s easy to forget that pets – our babies – do grow up.

In a way, some months ago when I realized that you’ve been with me for over 10 years – I prepared myself for a day like today. I wondered if you would die a natural death, and perhaps a memorial would be made in your honor. Maybe your ashes would be cast out to sea, just as Mom’s were.

You chose to wander into the world, alive and well. No dramatic goodbyes, just a quiet thank you that last morning I woke up to you cuddling next to me.

You have been with me since college. I picked you up from under a car on a stormy afternoon, struck by the loneliness in being away from family and in an unfamiliar home. You have seen me through four relationships, five apartments, several jobs, and waited for me after long nights at the theater and work.

I will miss you, Mela. But I know your journey is the time for things to come full circle, and find the exclam to close your ninth life.

Thank you, for choosing me to be your Mommy.