Binx, 9/27/02-10/02/15

It’s with an extreme weight of sadness that I announce our family pet died this morning. I know he wasn’t a person, but he was a vital member of our family. Some people think that you can’t bond with cats like you can with dogs, but those people never met Binx.

I can’t say more right now. 2015-02-21 09.29.43

I know animals aren’t people, but I am overwhelmed by the sense of loss. Of course, who better to speak to that than Mary Oliver.

In Blackwater Woods

Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars

of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,

the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders

of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is

nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned

in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side

is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

–Mary Oliver (American Primitive, 1983)

6 thoughts on “Binx, 9/27/02-10/02/15”

  1. Katie – I’m so sorry about the death of your precious Binx. I don’t think there is anything else that is just pure sadness than the death of a beloved pet. Just sad. Thanks for sharing and for the Mary Oliver poem. ✌️❤️

    1. Thank you Linda. I would not have guessed it would affect me as much as it did. Oliver’s words have gotten me through so much – when the time comes to let it go, let it go.

  2. My heart is breaking for you. I loved Binx mostly from a distance but still… I recognized what a special creature he was. Letting go is so hard. Sending love and support. Kathy

Comments are closed.