GEORGE THE BELOVED



My dear Son George, (a cat and a unique expression of God),

I am writing this to express my eternal gratitude to you for being in my life. I never had a cat before, only dogs. I had a hard time adjusting to the independent spirit of a cat. But, gradually, with your unconditional love, patience, courage and trust, I came to not only tolerate but value that independence. So many times, you showed me what independence is. I finally began to bring it into my own life. I sorely needed that independence and you provided it for me. I am honored and privileged to have you in my life. I call you my Son because, in all the ways that matter, you are---and an infinity more.

I love you, my Son, now and forever. We dwell in the same place. I hope we can again experience physicality together in a newer and more evolved relationship. I don't mean physically evolved, but in consciousness---soul to soul. You are always welcome in my lives as, I hope, I am welcome in yours.

Son, on that last night, when your body was trying to give up the struggle, I wanted you to go naturally, but, unfortunately, it didn't turn out that way. I couldn't stand to see you uncomfortable and suffering, so I made the decision to have your body put to sleep. Sweet Son, I hope this is what you wanted. If not, forgive me. I thought I was doing the best thing for you. I still believe it was. I wanted to make sure, as you were given the injection, that you knew I was there all the way to the end for you. After you left the body, I caressed, hugged and kissed it. I felt a horrible loss and emptiness. I shed many tears that awful night.

The following morning, I called my friend, Cher Zeigler, in Arizona. I asked her how you were doing. She said that you were already awake and fit as a fiddle! I felt 100% better upon hearing this.

The evening of the next day, I felt a warmth and happiness in my heart. I knew it was you comforting me. Beautiful Son, it was the best present I could have been given!

Although I will miss seeing the handsome body you wore, I am so glad you are a free spirit. Please visit me when you can, in whatever way you choose. When my time comes, I would be eternally grateful if you would be there to meet me. We are, after all, one and the same being. I love you, now and forever!

Your Father,

Keith