Andrew Webster: ‘My gaming buddy’

One of the most devastating parts of grief is how it can strike out of nowhere. There you are, doing a perfectly normal, everyday thing, and then that perfectly normal, everyday thing reminds you of something or someone who is no longer there. And when that presence you lost was intimately connected with your life, well, those moments happen frequently and unexpectedly.

For me, in losing our cat Ollie, it’s when I’m the first to wake in the morning but don’t have to get up right away. I often lay in bed reading, and it’s painful realizing I’ll never again hear the pitter-patter of his paws up the stairs before he jumps up on the bed, determined to get a forceful snuggle.

He always seemed to know right when I was about to get up, and that was when he’d make his move. Needless to say, his will bent my own more often than not. ❤️‍🩹