GEORGE THE BELOVED
My dear Son George (a cat and a unique expression of God)
I am writing this to express my eternal gratitude to you for being in my life. I never had a cat before only dogs. I had a hard time adjusting to the independent spirit of a cat. But gradually with your unconditional love patience courage and trust I came to not only tolerate but value that independence. So many times you showed me what independence is. I finally began to bring it into my own life. I sorely needed that independence and you provided it for me. I am honored and privileged to have you in my life. I call you my Son because in all the ways that matter you are—and an infinity more.
I love you my Son now and forever. We dwell in the same place. I hope we can again experience physicality together in a newer and more evolved relationship. I don’t mean physically evolved but in consciousness—soul to soul. You are always welcome in my lives as I hope I am welcome in yours.
Son on that last night when your body was trying to give up the struggle I wanted you to go naturally but unfortunately it didn’t turn out that way. I couldn’t stand to see you uncomfortable and suffering so I made the decision to have your body put to sleep. Sweet Son I hope this is what you wanted. If not forgive me. I thought I was doing the best thing for you. I still believe it was. I wanted to make sure as you were given the injection that you knew I was there all the way to the end for you. After you left the body I caressed hugged and kissed it. I felt a horrible loss and emptiness. I shed many tears that awful night.
The following morning I called my friend Cher Zeigler in Arizona. I asked her how you were doing. She said that you were already awake and fit as a fiddle! I felt 100% better upon hearing this.
The evening of the next day I felt a warmth and happiness in my heart. I knew it was you comforting me. Beautiful Son it was the best present I could have been given!
Although I will miss seeing the handsome body you wore I am so glad you are a free spirit. Please visit me when you can in whatever way you choose. When my time comes I would be eternally grateful if you would be there to meet me. We are after all one and the same being. I love you now and forever!
Your Father
Keith
| George |
| 14, Nov 2000 |
| Keith |