posted 2006/06/19 at 18:53
I just got back from Rowan's grave. We buried her in a little corner in the backyard by where Alex (our cat who died after a bout of senile dementia) is buried, and planted her catnip plant (in the foreground of the picture I posted last) on top.
I'm doing a lot better than I thought I would. Still, whenever I go downstairs and look in that corner of the living room that Rowan made her own after the house was rebuilt, it's hard not to feel the emptiness in there. I still catch myself repeating the words "Rowan is dead" over and over in my mind, as if part of me still doesn't believe it.
I may or may not have more to say about Rowan later. For now I think I just need some time to deal with my emotions and process them.
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