My Son, My Angel by prettybluebirds
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![]() Like up becomes down. Left becomes right. Life becomes death. Mothers ought not to have to bury their children. It was December 1985, a few days before Christmas, the first Christmas in sixteen years without my son Roy. He lost his life in a tragic hunting accident on the last day of November. Ironically, it was his first-year deer hunting and the last day of the season. The details were unimportant to me; that Roy was gone forever was all that mattered. I decided I didn't want to go on without him. On that long-ago day, I intended to end my life too. I took the tranquilizers the doctor had given me. That and a bottle of pain pills should do the job nicely. I walked to the woods on the back of the farm, where my son breathed his last breath. Here, I would take the pills and remember our life together until death came for me. I found the accident site near a large Birch tree, a tree Roy and I often had picnics under in past years. It was a pleasant spot even this late in the year. The dead leaves rustled in a soft breeze, a perfect setting for my last memories. I leaned against the tree and began preparations for my final minutes alone on this planet. Then, I heard a sad mewing sound behind me. I dug around in the dry leaves and discovered a tiny tiger-colored kitten: the spitting image of Roy's cat, Iggy, that had died a couple of years ago. It was very young with eyes just open, and It seemed close to death. Well, the kitten wouldn't die alone, I thought to myself. I tucked it under my jacket. The warmth of her little body felt good I reached for the pills, and it was as if I sensed a presence: no words, just a feeling, and strong resistance. I tried again with the same results. The kitten burrowed closer like it knew somebody had sent me to save its small existence. I gave in, snuggled the baby cat in my arms, and headed for home. My angel, Roy, sent me something to care for and perhaps ease the pain in my heart a little.
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