Life With Jules, and other stuff

In July I lost my cat, Emerald, of 17 years. I got her while living in San Diego (with my ex-husband) when she was a year old. She travelled with me from there to Las Vegas, Flagstaff, Lansing, and the Florida. The following poem was originally written after the loss of a dear friend of my ex, but I feel it suits this loss as well. Black cat Black as black can be With fur as soft as cotton Big beautiful green eyes That glow as a cat’s eyes should Playful until all hours in the night Yet fierce when crossed by foes Not your typical black cat Puts all superstitions to shame Loved by all and loved them all Black cat remains alive In one’s memories November 6, 1991

Recently, an old friend from high school contacted me. It's wonderful to have this friend back in my life! Funny thing is that I had been thinking about him, wondering what was happening in his life, just before I received an email from him. Here's a poem that perfectly fits the moment... treasured memories treasured memories of years past remembered friends forgotten foes treasured memories of loves lost remembered nights forgotten days treasured memories of school days past times spent with friends laughing and crying treasured memories of years past october 7, 1990