I posted on Saturday about my cat being very sick. Unfortunately she did not make it and passed away in the hospital early Sunday morning. I'm having a really hard time dealing with it, because it was such a shock. She was fine one day, the next day she was sick, six days later she had died. She was only seven and I didn't even think she was halfway through her life. She was my first cat that was just mine, not my family's, and whenever DH and I thought of upcoming milestones -- having kids, buying our first house -- she was always there. It's especially hard when I get home because she was always either on my lap if I was sitting or following me around the apartment if I was moving around. She even waited outside the bathroom door for me.

I know there are lots of others who have been through this -- any advice on how you cope and move forward? Sometimes I miss her so much it physically hurts. I'm also upset that I wasn't there for her when she died, and I can't help wondering if there was something else we could have done because she was just so young. Hopefully I'm not sounding like a crazy person here...