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RIP Stormy Sorm

Well things never go quite as you planned. We brought Storm home and she never really recovered. We made the decision to have her put down and on Monday on the way to the vet she passed away. My son is now asking questions about if we will ever see her again and if we are reseructed will she be also. We told the kids that Storm was in heaven with the grandmother which I thought they understood, that was until yesterday Jake asked what Grandma was Storm with the one that lived her or the one that lived in the mountains. Then came the explanation that he had another grandma who died before he was born. I have told him this all before and he knows that Grandpa just got married last year. I really think it is the whole concept of heaven he struggles with. He told me he thinks it is the sky and then said maybe it is underground. He seems to take it all in stride but I can't always tell what he understands and what he doesn't. Yesterday when we walked through the door after church he just blurred out "Mommy I miss Storm." To which I teared up and gave him a hug and said "me too." Logic tells me that she was just a cat but she was really part of our crazy family. Not sure we will have another cat in the near future it all depends on where we are in our lives in a few months.

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