I'm still here... but this week has been a difficult one for me.
On Monday afternoon, I got a call from my mother in Japan, that my beloved cat Mii-chan has passed away, after 13 years of being with my family.
She was a simply stunning gorgeous cat, so wonderfully feline and delicate. I have so many memories of growing up with her. We actually got her in NYC; we were there visiting my grandma, and my mom and little brother were exploring the city and walked into a pet shop. There at the pet shop, my brother discovered this tiny little kitten, this beautiful, darling kitty, and he knew in his heart that she needed to be with our family. So there we were, halfway around from home when we welcomed the newest member into our family.
We flew home with her all the way to Tokyo, and since then I have had so many wonderful moments with her. Mii-chan will forever be in my heart surrounding some of my most favorite memories; like taking her on walks and feeding her sea weed from my rice balls. Oh how she loved the sea weed!
As I've said before, I am a total sucker for cats. The news of her passing was devastating to me. I've never had the experience of losing a pet before, and it really made me sad that the last time I saw her was over a year ago. And to think that in two months, I was gonna be able to go home and see her and hold her!
So here's to you, my favorite little Meat Ball. I love you so so so so much. The thought of you will forever put a smile on my face. You were always such a cute, dainty little cat. We will all miss you, including Skipper, Dr. Evil, and Choco. I like to think that you are in kitty heaven now, full of cat nip, tuna, warm blankets, mice, and sea weed.
It's so hard for me to write this Meat Ball, and I will cry for a few days more. But I will remember you with the fondest and dearest of memories.
Rest in Peace Mii-chan, I love you forever.
In honor of Mii-chan, I will be running as a cat for the HM this Saturday.
I have been in a funk all week. I could not muster the energy and will power to run on Tuesday. I was just too sad, so I did a solid 75 min of yoga. That helped to center and refocus my energy. I did manage to run last night.... just 4 painful miles on the treadmill. My left knee and shin are in quite a good amount of pain right now, and I am hoping it will be gone by Saturday.
Despite all this, I am glad I have a trip and a HM coming up this weekend. It has helped to have something to look forward to. Otherwise, I probably would have curled up in my bed and cried all week. And I know it sounds silly, but I think running as my cat (I've got ears and a tail) will help with the healing process.
And I know I'll always have a kitty looking out for me from above.