I want to write a little post from the most amazing cat that I could ever wish to have. Stella Bella. We adopted her from Petsmart in November of 2008 when we first got our first home. She was a a friendly cat that was separated from her mother as a kitten and found stranded in a tree at two months old after having been attacked by another unknown animal. While at Petsmart no one else wanted her be ause she was a little skinny baby we decided to adopt her and bring her into our home where we had another older Tortishell cat.
Stella had so much personality and she was so vocal and a burst of energy. She bonded and imprinted on me immediately as a Siamese cat usually does, she was with me all the time on the couch cuddling me and singing when I sang.
While she did not like my husband very much their relationship blossomed in the last six years of her life and she bonded with him as well and bonded with her little sister Yue after years of ignoring her.
Stella unfortunately became sick when she was 16 going on 17 years old and for the last 11 months my husband and I have been caring for her, feeding her special food, watching over her all night, giving her medicine and making her comfortable. Stella is an elder cat, but she will always be my baby and my kitten.
I know after spending thousands of dollars at the vet the best thing we could have done is give her the best quality of life as she is ending her journey around the sun. We got 11 whole months with her and I am so blessed for that. She is the first cat both my husband and I have ever had for this long; she would have been 18 years old this November.
She will forever be loved.
She was an amazing cat and my little cat daughter.
I am happy she will not be in anymore prolonged pain anymore.
Stella Bella Lomsak
2008 to 2025
A celebration of her life
This blog post is not even finished, but if I do not post it, I may not ever post it because it is just hard. I wrote this literally in July, but I can not bring myself to get the post together.
For the last year I have been providing hospice care for my cat. A cat that bonded to me and imprinted on me and she was my familiar. Now that she is gone, everyday is really empty because I did not realize how much of my day and time became dedicated to taking care of her. This such as fact that I am looking at my photos of my recap and I see I lost more weight because her health took a turn in the last week of June. I was not sleeping, but I realize now I was giving her all my water, I was spending every waking and sleeping moment taking care of her.
I knew I had to say goodbye and it was not the goodbye that was the hardest. It was the day I woke up and I kept hearing her, thinking I saw her, thinking she needed something, seeing my younger cat wonder where she was and when she was coming back. July was a literal hellscape, when the month started I was on about 8 weeks of not sleeping and just trying to manage everything. No one ever thinks about how things are when they imagine your life is is perfect. People just create these surface relationships with you, trying to undermine you and when you go through any hardship it really shows because when no one is there for you, well, they just aren't there. And it has been like this ever since I got married.
AND I REMEMBER.
Because when I am, and have been fighting for my literal life and health everyone has wanted me to only be there for them.
When I couldn't be 100% there for other people and on call for them to listen to all their problems all the time because they treated me like my time did not matter as much, I was still sick. I was still sick, butt they treated me like I was making it up. I was still depressed some times, I was still dealing with many things in life, in my life, but those things never mattered to any of them and they still don't. So, while I was fighting for my life remember I was praying for you too- and I always will.
I will never forget the loneliness and emptiness I felt the last 10 years that even my husband could not fulfill all of it, but we ended up becoming stronger. I remember thinking and trying to rationalize, telling myself, "well, its their first time living life..."
It's my first time living life too and I don't walk around treating people like the way I have been treated. And my husband and I are figuring everything out on our own and we are doing ok. This month is our 19 year wedding anniversary.
This is factual.
You better believe I remember. Last Summer, this summer, Summer oof 2020 and Summer of 2014,2019 and 2023, 22, 24.
I REMEMBER.
I hate Summertime and I feel every part of it as an empath and I am not saying I am empath for fun, it's real. I feel everyone's emotions and everyone's pains. Things have happened that I don't even talk about it, but, I am not forgetting. I hate to go off like this, but I feel like I literally have been silenced. My health, my life, my body, it's all my story. My cat, my literal baby passed away and no one outside of my husband and people on social media could find it in their heart to feel sympathy or empathy. A cat I had for 18 years. I never had a cat for that long.
There is a yoga post for this month and I will update this I promise. My skin is just so out of control. I have to explain this. I have a few autoimmune diseases. One of them being Celiac Disease. It basically means if I eat WHEAT, RYE, OR BARLEY or any products derived from it, my body sees it as something foreign and attacks the lining of my stomach. It produces a myriad of symptoms (over 80) and as a woman many of these can be confused to be other things. Many symptoms rendering me, basically unable to do much.
One of them Diverticulitis, the other Arthritis, and Eczema that is caused by exposure to gluten. I also think I have a long time issue that I have not gone to see the doctor about because I just realized it. Its is very common for people who have one autoimmune disease to develop more.
These symptoms can be triggered by stress. When I experienced the stress that I went through this month, it appears my skin was greatly affected and it is taking a long time to heal...So, I am going to have some posts on that.
I really tried to make a cohesive post this month, but it's like, I just lost days. Like, I have photos that I took, but when I was going through it, I just was not functioning and if you have gone through anything serious I think you will get that feeling. Not eating, not sleeping, not feeling alive. It was why June's City life post was titled "In Between Days". I was not even experiencing days just the in between that happens during the watching hours.
Everyday, it was just me waking up to a screaming cat in pain trying to take care of her until I couldn't anymore because she started to transition to the other side.
I just was not even there and she wasn't either.
I can say, I will have some very positive things to add about her story in August.
I have to say, y'all, Chewy they held us down. If you ever wonder if you should be a customer of Chewy. Emphatically yes.
DINNER DATES/BRUNCH
WAGAMAMMA
WATER STREET
I share my gluten-free recipes once a month under the "City Life VLOGS". I do have Celiac Disease and Diverticulitis so my recipes err more to the healthy side.
I garnish my food with P A S S I O N
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