Reflecting upon Sabrina, A Year Later

It is hard to believe it has been a year since my sweet Sabrina passed away from FIP/Lymphoma. I wrote a post last year after Sabrina died which you can read here.

Everyone who has loved a cat knows the pain of loss. I've been asked why do we love cats when eventually (an often too soon) it seems that we have to let go. I was actually surprised when someone asked me this question, because I never really thought about it that way.

So why do I have cats? For the company? The occasional affection? No, I have cats because I want to give them the best life possible, a life that may not have been previously available for them. That is why I rescue my cats. Even though I know I won't have them my whole life, the years that we share together are irreplaceable and more than I could ask for.

Even though my family only had Sabrina in our lives for a few short years (2009-2013), it was more than I could have asked for. It is hard to write this without a steady flow of tears, because a year later my loss is still raw and emotional. Especially because I again and am in Cape May and feel the same sort of disbelief that I was not there to give Sabrina pats goodbye.

I hope you know that your legacy continues on, within all the black cats we help. We help them because of you.

I will always love you, Sabrina, and you will always hold a special place in my heart.

Love,

Rachel

~Sabrina~ forever in our hearts.