There’s no easy way to say that today my mother passed away after nearly 95 years.
I was there in the room as she took her last breath.
I’m going to be out of commission for a bit but I will be back. Thank you
Tonight was awful.
We lost one of our babies, Crazy.
She hadn’t been feeling right the last couple of days, throwing up and not eating much, so M made an appointment for her Tuesday morning. When we got home from work to take her, she was bad. Really bad. Hiding from us (sick cats hide). She didn’t fight us going, which is very unusual.
Anyway, after waiting for the vet forever the vet said she felt a mass in her tummy. They did an X-ray and she had probably multiple masses. She was fading before our eyes and after discussing options, we made the very very hard decision to let her pass peacefully. We were with her with she died. I kissed her little head.
From the first time I saw her, I fell in love. We went to look at kittens after we lost our old cat a few months before and M wanted Luna because she was short haired. My gaze had fallen right on a little black fluffy lemur looking kitten. I kept going back to her but M was stuck on Luna. So we chose Luna and the adoption guy said since she was a kitten they had a policy that you had to adopt two. I don’t know if he was full of crap or saw the love in my eyes, but I went right to Crazy and scooped her up. She purred and purred. It was love.
I cannot tell you how much joy, love, and laughter she brought into my life when I really needed it. There were so many many times she made me smile and laugh but only cry this one time, her last.
I miss her so much already and I will always will.
Spock’s hand shook as he touched Jim’s cheek. “Remember,” he whispered.
He did what he often had to do. Use their bond to remind Jim who he was and who Spock was. Usually morning and afternoons were Jim’s best times. He generally remembered and did all right. And if Spock was with him in the evenings, it never got to this point.
But Spock had been too long.
Jim’s blue eyes cleared, though they still shone with tears. “Spock?”
Spock gave him a gentle smile and allowed his hand to fall. “Yes, darling. It is me.”
Jim felt sorrow through his link with Spock. He looked up from the box he was putting together.
“Spock?”
“In here,” his husband responded in his quiet voice.
Jim went to the kitchen. Spock was holding a delicate pink and white teacup and saucer in his hands.
He went to his husband, put his arm around him and leaned over his shoulder. “What’s that?”
“It belonged to my mother.”
“Your dad had it?”
Spock nodded. “It was her favorite when I was a child. When I first came to the Academy, they lived for about six months here in this apartment. She must have brought it here and never returned it to Vulcan with her.”
“And so it was not destroyed with their house.”
“Affirmative,” Spock said softly.
“It’s so sweet that your dad kept it all this time.”
“It was he who purchased it for her,” his husband explained. “She treasured it.”
Jim smiled slightly as Spock set it down on the counter carefully. “Looks like he did, too.”
Spock turned to look at him. “Yes.”
“Are you okay, honey?”
“Both of my parents are gone now.”
“Yeah.” Jim licked his lips. “I know how hard it is.”
“I thought…it was unexpected.”
Jim took Spock’s hand. “Do you want to go through his stuff another day? Or I could do it, if you’d rather.”
“Perhaps a short break.”
“Come out on the balcony with me. It’s a beautiful evening.” He hooked his arm with Spock’s and led him outside. Where they stood at the railing looking out over the skyline of San Francisco.
“It is pleasant.” Spock sad quietly after a moment.
“Do you want to keep this place?”
Spock shook his head. “I will never want to stay here.”
Jim nodded. Kissed Spock. “What are you thinking, t’hy’la?”
For a moment Spock did not reply, then his gaze met Jim’s. “Of a time when you will be nothing but a teacup to me.”
Jim’s throat closed. He looked away. Tried to joke his way out of it. “I don’t even like tea.”
“Jim.”
He looked back at Spock. Touched his fingertips to Spock’s cheek. “I know, honey. But we have years. Still. Years.”
“It can all change in only a day.”
“Yeah.” His other hand went to Spock’s side, to feel his heartbeat. “But we have now. I love you.”
Spock pulled him close. He said nothing. And Jim could feel him tremble, so Jim just held him tight.
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 