“Sea monkey has my money.”

Kaitlyn and I had many things that we shared together that some people would think we were crazy if they heard it. We would often meow a whole entire Christmas Song (I forget the name of the song, but it was the same one each time), and we would each have certain parts we would solo meow, and then the other would take over, then we’d meow the rest together. Yes, we did this until she was grown. I think the last time we did it was a year ago, but somehow it would never be at Christmas.

Also, there were times where when we’d be riding in the car with Allyn driving, me on the passenger side and she directly behind me, I would reach my hand behind over my headrest, not looking back and she would grab onto one of my fingers and squeeze it very softly until I let go. It was our way of saying we loved each other, we were kindred spirits. We did this the last time she was home for Easter before she died, actually, the very day she went back to Winston-Salem.

Sometimes when we were watching TV or a movie or something, (she always sat directly in front of me in our reclining sofa and me on the other one) and if she was barefoot, she would sometimes fan out her toes. It always tickled me and made me squeal when she did that. I just thought it cute. She said it was because it reminded me of a cat doing it, and she’s probably right. I’d say, “fan them out” and she would. We were silly.

We both always liked the movie Finding Nemo (yes, even after she was grown, it’s a great movie and so funny). My most favorite part in the movie is something we always quoted and it would always be just out of the blue. I could be passing by her and say, “Sea Monkey has my money.” And she would say, “Yes, I’m a natural blue.” And no one else would ever know what we were talking about, but we did. It was the part where Dory was talking in her sleep. We did this the last time she was here.

We had many more little things we did that were unique just to us and maybe I’ll put them on this blog from time to time. You see, I don’t want this just to be a blog over the sorrow of losing her; I want it to be a celebration of her life, and just how special she was to us. And to me, she was really my kindred spirit because we would do and say things nobody else had a clue about, but we did.

So Kaitlyn, I dedicate this clip to you my wonderful girl. You were never too grown up to still be your mama’s girl.

Also, there was another qoute I particulaly liked when Nemo was getting intiated into the club in the aquarium. I would often go by Kaitlyn and say, “Isn’t there another way? He’s just a boy!!”

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About gatito2

My name is Rhonda. I'm a registered nurse, for the last 20 years, that has not been able to work since the day I learned of my daughter's death by suicide 4-12-13. (She actually died 4-11-13 and her body was not found until the 12th) Me and my husband have been married for 32 years and he's a wonderful man. We grieve in different ways. He works, I write. This is my journey through this horrible land of losing a child..
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