Rose Garden Memories    << Previous Memory      Next Memory>> Back in 1997, I was travelling extensively for work. Each weekend, I looked forward to being with my three cats in Portland. One of them was ill and I took him to the vet, where he remained for several days. I visited Werfle every day, and thought he was getting better. But the day I was to pick him up, I found out he was very ill, probably not going to recover. I took him home and cared for him as best I could Friday until Sunday afternoon. At that point, a dear friend came over to my house and insisted I leave Werf and do something for myself. I chose to go to the Rose Garden, where I walked in the beauty and reflected on the impending loss of my kitty friend. But the Rose Garden soothed me and told me he would be ready to go soon. I always felt I was stronger and more able to do the best for him after my peaceful time in the Garden. -- A Friedman Brookfield, CT United States Submit a Memory Close Window