Good Grief!

Well!  Isn’t this just the cat’s meow!

How many times have we, as humans, thought we’d outsmarted “Mother Nature?”


  1. DDT (Insects adapted).
  2. Splicing insecticide into plants (Insects adapted, we didn’t).
  3. Baby formula (Never as perfect as nature).
  4. Antidepressants for grief.

Okay — so we know the health problems caused by the first three.  All you have to do is look it up on the internet.  If you don’t believe me, listen to Aristotle:

Sean's blog for 2013

I’ve lost two of my furry family in the past few months.  Yes, I’m very sad about it.   That sadness is called “Grief.”  Grief is natures way of walking you through the darkness of loss so that you can find your way into the world again…naturally.

The worst thing I can do is try to throw a pill at it.

So then, barring shortcuts that would mean taking meds made in China (a country that has cornered the manufacture of pharmaceuticals, hates us and prevents us from doing quality control of their products), how do I cope with grief?

  1. NaNoWriMo.  I throw as much of it as possible into a novel.  
  2. Petting Coon Cat’s grieving brother.
  3. Allowing myself to cry until I can’t cry any longer.

Where is my brother? Please hold me.

I’ve had a favorite puppy and kitty who were the stars that shined in my sky of life.

I’ve listened to people say, “It was only an animal.”

Humans are animals, too.  We’re mammals with small differences in our genome that distinguishes us from other mammals..

I’ve listened to people say, “You don’t know what it’s like to lose a (insert human family description here).”  

The size of body that a spirit inhabits matters not, I grieve for my 4-footed companions as greatly as I grieved when my children’s father, a loving husband, died of a lingering illness when I was 33, when my father who passed away suddenly a year later, and when my mom died only 7 years later from sun stroke.

That’s enough blogging for the day.  It’s time to write more for NaNoWriMo, pet a cat, and continue my mantra, “Stay busy and cry when you need to!” 

That’s the best therapy.