Saying Goodbye: Sylvester, the ‘Cow’ and other farewells

Sylvester, the 'Cow' and Other Farewells-2A family had moved away for 3 months now; along went their cats, Sylvester and the ‘Cow’. They were not particularly fond of me, like I was of them. Sylvester never allowed me to pat him though I stopped by daily to salute.

Molly (whom I called the ‘cow’) greeted me at times: strolling over to rub her head against my ankles 😊 or rolling over on her back when she spied me. Still, I learned not to pat her. For often her initial coyness changed to an eerie hiss!! a conduct I could not fathom .. was there something wrong with me?

Nevertheless I adored them. Their mere presence made my neighbourhood – just that much lovelier.

Around this time of my neighbour’s exit was another one: at my work place. A group of colleagues whom I had come to know – for almost a year, and genuinely like – were leaving the office, one after another; trickling out the company and from my life.  

Yes, life and work still goes on. The adult in me moves on, shakes the dust off and continues the daily march. (Or maybe, grind.) The child in me aches for the time – not so long ago, when work was almost play – filled with daily streams of laughter, mischief, and plain wackiness 😉😜 .

Heraclitus said ” the only thing that is constant is change “. How about farewells?

No one said anything about what to do with these half-sown relationships. The constant ebb and flow of people in our lives – like shifting sands over the Saharan desert. Is it easy to just say goodbye? 

If ” to say goodbye is to die a little “, how much of one is left when those whom we connected with are no longer found? Are not friends witnesses of our lives, whether in little or great moments? 

Being alone sometimes feels unreal. How can I be sure – if what I saw, or what I did – wasn’t just imagined, without a companion or witness? When I stood over the beautiful Seine river for the first time, 5 years ago, I had asked myself – is this real? Was I really here in Paris beholding this beauty?

No one was with me to share that blissful moment.

So I took lots of pictures, as souvenirs and witness of my journey, many of which appear on pages in this blog. 

Looking back at the many chapters of my life, I found treasure in the motley collection of persons encountered through my shifting trades.

Saying Goodbye to the 'Cow"From my wild ‘hairy’ days at Toni & Guy, to days of song and dance backstage of musical theatre, to where I presently am in a corporate academy: this is a tribute for all the boys, girls, men, women, whichever race and sexual preference you are of; who have crossed my path. I am the sum of these memories of you. Like differing shades of a painting, you have coloured my world .. 

I dedicate to you a luminous performance of Cole Porter’s ‘ Every Time We Say Goodbye ‘ (YouTube link) by the multi-talented Lady GagaDid you know she sings jazz and classics really well?

I hope you enjoyed this post and the dedication. Leave me your comments .. 


Till next!

Saying Goodbye: Sylvester, the ‘Cow’ and other farewells

  8 comments for “Saying Goodbye: Sylvester, the ‘Cow’ and other farewells

  1. sue
    November 3, 2015 at 10:34

    Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us at #AnythingGoes and hope you have a great week!

  2. November 5, 2015 at 20:46

    Hi Sue, thank you for visiting my room of whimsical thoughts 🙂 I’m always happy to share with #AnythingGoes!

  3. Kit Kat
    November 26, 2015 at 11:20

    This is my favourite article yet from you, Anne! It is sweetly poignant and reminded me of the time I travelled solo to Paris (yup, same as you!)and Rome, and I tend to agree with you, that sometimes, it can be quite surreal to be experiencing something really awesome alone without a witness. But somehow, those moments are also exceptionally intense. I do hope you find some good company. Thank you for introducing me to this this other side of Lady Gaga….I had NO idea she was so good at this sort of thing. I am now a fan officially! I was never much into her dancey stuff which she is better-known for.

    You gotta keep writing, and perhaps start contributing to some publications.

  4. November 28, 2015 at 21:11

    Dear Kit, thanks so much for taking the time to leave your comments, you really are my blogging cheerleader!! Yes, I first found Lady Gaga’s jazzy side when I bought Tony Bennett’s duets album. They sang #TheLadyIsATramp together, it sounds absolutely wicked!! I’m looking into contributing to some publications soon, thank you so much for your support!! Cheers!

  5. April 16, 2016 at 03:24

    Hi Anne,
    I loved learning about you and ‘Cow’ and I admire your beautiful writing. I feel like I know you from this short post and I’m intrigued because I’m a new ‘cat lady’ who loves playing with and learning about the mysterious independent and curious creatures. I often wish I knew what my cat Dinah was thinking, although I will satisfy myself with petting her when she allows it 🙂

  6. April 17, 2016 at 15:02

    Hi Shila, thanks so much for your compliments! Did you just get a cat? They are indeed fun and adorable to play with. I sort of grew up with cats but I’m now very fond of dogs too .. more about this later 😊

  7. June 24, 2016 at 00:32

    This is the first post I have read from you an I really enjoyed it. I am terrible at goodbyes and still feel saddened from a few in my past but yes, my adult self learns to push forward. I look forward to reading more from you.

  8. June 26, 2016 at 16:08

    Hi Keri, thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment on my post! I certainly look forward to writing more 😊

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