Hello everyone! I'm new to blogging so please be patient as I slowly improve.
I have been trying to decide how to start my blog for days now when something happened and I decided I had to write it down. So here I go.
Our beloved "Button" the kitty, died tragically two days ago while crossing the street; no doubt to visit a girlfriend, as I missed the appointment I made for his...Hum Hum "alteration". Button was a wonderful kitty. He caught mice and lizards better than any cat I've ever known and to top it all off he never got mad at the kids when they handled him roughly. I remember when he was a kitten Ben would lug him around in what must have been extremely uncomfortable positions and Button soaked up every minute. I also remember when Carlee would sneak him into his room and he would sit there surrounded by stuffed animals and stay and play for hours with her. If only I could be more like Button, I would be better ready to see Heavenly Father too. If I could be slow to anger, patient and attentive with my children as he was.
We buried Button tonight in the yard. If I didn't know already how wonderful my children are I learned it tonight. Hunter carefully placed the box with Button's body into the hole we dug while all five of us cried (Andy was working out of town and Ben was inside watching cartoons because he really didn't understand any of it). We started our service with a song which Carlee, our four year old singer song writer, eagerly sung. It went something like "Our Button we love you so much but you crossed the street and got hit by a car and you should have looked both ways next time and now you're in heaven with Heavenly Father and we miss you 'cause we love you so much". Then everyone took turns saying a prayer starting with the youngest. Carlee said much of what she had already expressed in her song but she added a part about the girlfriend kitty across the street. Jack, sobbing, asked heavenly father to take him and asked that he be a good kitty in heaven. Mia, who has been teary on and off since we found out asked that Button be with Happy our dog from a few years back who also got hit by a car. Hunter being older, and understanding things a little better than the others asked that we would remember this day as a happy one knowing that Button is in a better place and is very happy there. My remarks were meant more for my children than anyone else because I wanted them to remember all of the happy memories we have with Button and to know that he is with all of the other special people and pets we have lost over the years. I want them to understand that there is more after this life and that the people we love are never ever gone forever. We then buried our sweet kitty and the girls decorated the grave with roses.
