Ruby’s Reflections

Remembering Ruby: That Time When Ruby and Allegra Had a Bug Hunting Adventure

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As I’m mourning my beautiful little girl, the memories keep flooding in. Some make me cry, some make me smile, and every single one is precious. I’ll periodically share some of these memories so you can take a trip down memory lane with me.

The photo above goes back to October of 2014. I was watching TV when all of a sudden, I noticed both girls on one of the end tables. They were utterly fascinated by a bug under the lampshade. I was thoroughly entertained watching them try to catch the bug – I don’t know who had more fun: the girls or me! The level of teamwork they displayed was remarkable; I swear I could hear them strategize on how to best approach this hunt.Continue Reading

Ruby’s Last Journey: The Long Goodbye

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Today marks exactly three months since Ruby passed away. This is the last part in a four-part series about my experience during the last four months of Ruby’s life, from diagnosis to caring for her through her illness, to having to let her go. Click here to read part one, Ruby’s Last Journey: The Moment That Changed Everything, part two, Ruby’s Last Journey: Practical Considerations of Hospice Care,and part three, Water, Water Everywhere! Hydration for Cats with Kidney Disease.

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Ruby’s Last Journey: Water, Water, Everywhere! Hydration for Cats with Kidney Disease

Ruby’s Last Journey: The Moment That Changed Everything

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When I announced Ruby’s passing in December, I promised you that I would eventually write about my experience during the last four months of her life, from diagnosis to caring for her through her illness, to having to let her go.

I decided to title this four-part series “Ruby’s Last Journey.” My own journey through grief, which is, of course, a large part of all of this, is ongoing. I suspect I will inhabit planet grief for quite some time as I try to move forward without my little girl. Life goes on, but the pain of missing her hasn’t really softened all that much over the last two months.

Writing this series was hard. In the past, writing about losses helped me heal. That doesn’t seem to be the case this time. I know in time, I’ll come to terms with this loss, like I have with all my other losses. The reality is that we never get “over” a loss, nor should we want to. Loss changes us. The best we can hope for is that in the end, it changes us for the better. Continue Reading