He Found Us… And Now I Feel the Loss

When love is pure, loss feels deeper—and trust becomes everything

There are some losses that feel different.

I’ve loved animals before. I’ve had to say goodbye before.
But this one… this one feels deeper.

Maybe it’s because of how it all began.

 

Years ago, we pulled into our driveway just as the sun was going down.
It was that quiet moment at dusk when everything softens.

And I saw something.

Black and white.
Still.

For a second, I thought it was a skunk, we lived near the woods, and they were always around.

But then it moved.

It was a cat.

I put food out.
He ran away.

But I told my daughter, who was about 8 at the time,
“He’ll come back.”

And he did.

Little by little, he began to trust us.

We made him a small house on the deck.
He started sleeping there.
Waiting for us.

And then one day… he came closer.
And then closer again.

Until eventually, he was sitting next to my daughter while she read, curled up beside her like he had always belonged there.

Not long after that, he walked right into our home.

And I remember saying to him…

“You have a home now.
But you can’t come and go anymore… you’re part of this family.”

And just like that… he was.

We named him Starbright.

And for over 13 years… he was our companion. Both mine and my daughter's.

He was the gentlest soul.

He trusted us completely.

He would walk right up to anyone—no fear, no hesitation—just love.
Head butts. Purring. Always wanting to be close.

While my other cat would run and hide… Starbright would move toward people.

That was who he was.

But what I feel the most now, is the quiet.

Mornings are the hardest.

He used to sit with me while I drank my coffee.
Whether it was on the terrace in the city or on the couch… he was there.

Every morning.

Now I still look for him.

In his favorite spots.
Out of habit.

And he’s not there.

There’s a kind of loneliness that comes with loss that people don’t always talk about.

Especially when your days are quiet…
and your animals are your constant companions.

They’re not “just pets.”

They’re your rhythm.
Your presence.
Your peace.

What stays with me most… is his trust.

Even at the end… he trusted me.

He was calm.
Gentle.
Peaceful.

And that trust… I feel it in my heart in a way I can’t fully explain.

I’ve always believed something deeply:

Animals are pure.

And I do believe… God reaches us through them.

Their love is unconditional.
Their presence is healing.
Their hearts are without agenda.

They are, in so many ways… little angels in our lives.

And when they’re gone…

You feel it.

Deeply.

If I could say anything to him, it would be simple:

I miss you.
Please come back.

But maybe…

The love doesn’t leave.

Maybe it just changes form.

Maybe it lives in the quiet moments.
In the memories.
In the way we were loved so fully… by something so pure.

Starbright found us.

And in so many ways…
he never really left.

Christine Randall/Founder

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