I feel for you as something eariy similar happened to me just 3 years ago.
I was blessed and introduced to Mischief when I was just in grade 6. I was still an emotion wreck from the abuse my birth father had done to me a moving so much.
My parents got him and he and I latched onto each other within days. Mischief was amazing and stuck with me through thick and thin. Even during my darkest days of a near suicidal depression he was around and even helped me when the darkness was almost over whelming me.
I still remember how he just.. Knew when it was happening because he would start meowing and want to be held and I would and forget the darkness in time to his purrs and needing me.
I miss my hue fluffball cat to this day. He slept by my side every night and even though when cats know they are passing they prefer to be alone he let me spend his final night beside me in bed. He tried to get up and when I said no. Please stay and he did. He let me fall asleep one final night when we knew it was time to go and waited till I was asleep to finalybreath his last. I woke up not 4 hours later seeing he want beyond and still to this day when I'm doing usual things I used to do with him. I look for him. I take what little comfort it gives to the void in my heart that Mischief lived a long happy life. Just over 17 years I was blessed with my extra toed cheesy eating squeaker cat.
I knowthe void and the rift is there but try to take comfort in knowing your cat was happy in life and is watching over you beyond. Some people may not understand but they are more then animals. They are family. We pour our emotions into them and they do in kind.
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