Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Song to the Moon. (For Morty)

As I lay my head to my pillow I wish for your return. No magic to prevail this ungranted desire. Only ashes given on the morrow for my burdens and the deafening of your silence will remain until we meet again. I love you Ba Ba. xxx

Rest easy on this night and may the moon guide you to your peaceful sleep. xxx Banksy. (3/07/09)

This is the song I have been playing on facebook for the last week for my beloved, it conveys the emotion and the meaning of what I am feeling at this time and I would like Morty's ashes and wooden box placed in my coffin when I am laid to rest. "Song to the Moon" . I have also placed the original comments I wrote on facebook to go with each. xxx Banksy.

I call to you as I sleep, ba ba. xxx (4/07/09)

This is the English version of the song I have been sending each night to the one that is missing. A song to the moon, and a guide for his return to mend a broken heart. This is his Memorial song and it will be played on this date every year and on the day they give me my own farewell. Thank you Morty for the many years of joy you brought to my life and for being the most sincere of companions, you were a truly unique and incredible entity and I was fortunate to have you near. I love you. xxx (7/07/09)

A Memorial for Morty


Today is the day they bring my Morty's ashes back to me and I have something of him back again. He has been cremated and placed in a beautiful wooden box with brass edges and plaque. Exactly seven days since he passed away, today is his memorial. My Ba Ba, Monkey, and mummy's own little boy Pinocchio. Thank you for 7.1/2 wonderful years. You were "Sent from above through heavenly beams" and I will deeply miss u forever.xxx


This is a very sad day for me, exactly seven days ago on the 30/06/09 my beautiful Mortimer passed away in my arms and left this mortal shore. He had been very unwell since May with a suspected brain tumour and though he had excellent veterinary care, we were unable to save him. I have not been posting much of late and have been processing what has proven to be one of the worst years of my life. Life has a way of taking us all on a journey that teaches us that the best way to handle each situation that it brings is just to learn from the lessons, try and stay positive while holding on tight to the roller coaster ride that is life. My grief at losing my beautiful child like entity called Mortimer, the one who was sent to me through heavenly beams, has taken a great toll on me and I will be forever changed with his loss. No one could ever understand the amazing bond I had with this unique animal entity. He was an incredible animal and many times I would forget that he was a cat and if any comparison could be found it would be the story of Pinocchio. I am unable to have my own children and for a 7 and 1/2 years of moments in time I was given my own little boy who loved me and tried to become the boy I could never have. I have had issues with loneliness on this journey through my life and it is one of the lessons I feel I must face and deal with. The universe gave me the most purest of companionship's with Morty and now for whatever reason he has gone and I must come to terms with my loss. I remember many good times with Morty and recall with fondness how we found a way to create our own language. He would use different tones to convey his different emotions and I understood his language completely. I remember him looking across the room at me almost like he was in deep thought with a love in his eyes that I have never felt from another living soul. We would play with the many toys I gave him and his favourite ones were his ball that he had since he was a kitten that he would roll back and forth to me across the room, it was amazing to witness. I have video footage of him that a friend took that I will post on here at a later date of him tapping a yo yo ball on a string back and forth, what a funny little monkey he was. I bought him this monkey toy from the Ekka last year, with floppy arms and he would start a boxing match with it when I pretended to bring it to life for him to have a fight. So many memories..... another is the six times he flew with me whenever I travelled on the airline between here and Townsville, without a care at all he took it in his stride without sedatives. When I moved here from Townsville he sat in the car with Mum and I on a Thermos flask that had been placed between the two fronts seats with a towel on it just quietly sitting there watching me drive us to our future and our destiny. This unit is not my haven at present and the realisation that at least 50% of it's atmosphere was the warmth that Morty created with his beautiful presence is hard to ignore or deal with. He was not just a cat he was the equivalent of a son, the child I never had and everything about him was a gift sent to me to help and guide my way. What will I do without him? All I know is I will try and hold on to the beautiful memories and make peace with the others. I will attempt to mend my broken heart and continue on my path without him by my side while watching for shadows that tell me he is near until we meet again on the day my time has run out. Thank you Morty for the many years of joy you brought to my life and for being the most sincere of companions, you were a truly unique and incredible entity and I was fortunate to have you near. I love you Morty. xxx