Corinna is a special sugarmom who lives in Germany.  She wrote this tribute to Mau in February of 2001, after many long difficult months of trying to treat Mau for feline diabetes.  Mau just celebrated his 1-year anniversary in July of 2002!  And we thought that Corinna's tribute would be a very special addition to our quality of life journals.

Thank you Corinna for letting us share your story - we hope that it touches other readers the way it touched us! 


February 27, 2002

Dear Mauschen,

On the 4th of July 2001 our life has changed.

 

The careless days were past.

 

There was no more day in which I did not leave the house with fear.

 

There was no day where I could see to you unconcernedly in the eyes.

 

Every day since has come...I saw in a different light every day you.

 

If I was away, I thought only of you. I wanted to go back as fast as possible again. I always had this bad feeling in the stomach.

 

Goes it well to you?

 

You need perhaps just my help?

 

What is if you need me and, however, I am not with you?

 

I would never forgive for this at me.

 

There was so day in which I have not unlocked the entry door with concern.

 

If you have greeted me, I was glad at first. If you have not stood in the door, I ran as mad by the house and looked shouting. Then I found you. You have slept quietly.

 

I am happy about every healthy day which you have. But I know who never will be it so as earlier. Even if it goes well to you, I see you in my eyes in a different way.

 

I would do everything for you.

 

However, sometimes I ask myself whether I do it, really, for you. I ask myself whether I do it perhaps for myself. Perhaps I do also everything, so that I must not suffer?!

 

I know whom I would stand very much if you are not any more with me. I can present to me no day in which I could not stroke your fur.

 

I need you Mau and I thanks to you for every loving look and each purr you to me give.

 

If I could, I would give to you immediately from my years something.

 

Mau, I love you so much. You are my child and I carry you deeply in my hearts. Forgive at me whom we will have got together no more day, and I must not sting you with a needle. I do it from loves because I think for you is important.

 

Please, forgive at me.

 

I love you.

 

Your mommy


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