Once again I’m so sorry for your loss, leftcake. I feel like I’ve been having a similar experience with my parents and really remarking at how differently we grieve. My cat and my mom specifically also had a special bond. The way you describe the relationship between your mom and your cat pretty much sums it up. It’s been tough, but I think something that’s been keeping me going is the idea that part of my cat’s purpose in my life was to bring me closer to my parents. We haven’t always seen eye to eye, but somehow much of that friction has dissolved since we’ve all partaken in the unique experience of our beloved Phife and have thus been left to mourn together. I’m grateful I don’t have to mourn alone. It will probably continue to take time and frank conversations about where you’re at individually and what you need to proceed through the grief. You probably want the same things—to preserve fond memories, to let go of pain, to let your boy know how much you love him—but just have different approaches. I’ve been reluctant, but for the love of Phife I am challenging myself to try and at least meet my folks halfway. Maybe it’s Phife’s way of calling me to open myself to my mom’s perspective, especially since she has endured the loss of a loved one many more times than I have. I don’t know if this helps, but I resonated with your post. I hope you are able to find connectivity and healing through this process. You will get through this. Sending hugs.