“Should we look it up online to see how to explain this to her?” I said, my voice trembling with emotion. “There must be experts out there who can guide us.”
“Google has plenty of advice,” my husband replied softly, “but it can’t tell us what we want her to understand. That’s up to us.”
He was talking about our 3-year-old daughter, Lily. And, frankly, he was spot on.
Earlier that day, he had taken our 14-year-old cat, whom Lily adored, to the vet. While there were no clear indications of illness, we noticed troubling signs: she wasn’t eating well, losing weight, and just seemed different. After several tests, we received the devastating news: multiple cancerous tumors in her intestines and fluid around her lungs. A steroid injection might temporarily alleviate the fluid, but it was only a short-term solution to a serious issue. We were given a few days to say goodbye to our beloved cat, whom we affectionately named Tilly—though Lily often called her Tilly-Bear or just Tilly.
How could I shape my daughter’s understanding of death when I was grappling with it myself? I chastised myself for not preparing for this moment. My husband was raised in a Catholic household, while my upbringing was devoid of any religious framework. I could recount my own childhood experiences in Sunday school, which had left me skeptical.
It was important to my husband that we had Lily baptized, but we hadn’t explored much about faith since then. Now, with Tilly nearing the end of her life, those beliefs seemed even more relevant.
Tilly was more than a pet; she was Lily’s confidante. There were days when Lily would rush home from preschool, excitedly shouting, “Tilly-Bear!” before even acknowledging me. When Lily was a baby, Tilly would curl up beside her, purring softly. As she grew, they would cuddle on the couch, and Tilly would patiently endure dress-up sessions, adorned with tiaras and pearls. “What cat acts like that with a toddler?” my husband and I would joke.
We had briefly touched on the concept of death a few months back when Lily’s betta fish passed away. She was upset and had many questions about what it meant to be “dead,” and we had avoided the topic, saying he could no longer live with us. She seemed to move on quickly, but the subject lingered in her mind.
When my husband returned from the vet, visibly shaken, we sat down with Lily and Tilly. “Sweetheart, Tilly doesn’t just have a cold. She has something called cancer. Doctors can treat many ailments, but cancer is challenging. There’s no medicine that can help Tilly, and we’re really sad about this. Tilly will be with us for a few more days, and we want to make those days special.”
I watched as Lily tried to digest this news, her brown eyes reflecting my own tears. “Okay. I’m sad,” she said simply. We reassured her that it was okay to feel that way, and then, astonishingly, she shifted back to her cheerful self, doing her best to lift my spirits.
Later that night, I overheard her whispering to Tilly, “I’m sorry you’re a little dead. The fairies will come get you soon.”
After Lily went to bed, my husband and I revisited the idea of looking for guidance online. I felt lost, unsure of how to process my grief while being a pillar of strength for my daughter. There are countless resources available for expectant parents, detailing every stage of pregnancy, but few address the heart-wrenching moments of loss, like when a beloved family pet passes away.
As we navigate this difficult terrain, we hold on to the love we shared with Tilly, knowing she will always be a cherished part of our family. We’ll face the coming days just as we have faced every parenting challenge: with a leap of faith and the hope that somehow, we’ll find our way.
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Summary:
Losing a family pet can be an incredibly challenging experience, especially when explaining it to a young child. In this heartfelt narrative, the author shares her family’s journey through the diagnosis and loss of their beloved cat, Tilly. With a blend of humor and emotion, the story captures the struggle to navigate grief while supporting a child’s understanding of death. Ultimately, the family resolves to cherish their memories of Tilly and face the future with love and hope, embracing the lessons learned along the way.