CJ and Kay C, thank you so much for your lovely messages, they have both touched me. I just thought it might be getting a little bit better every day but at the moment it feels as if it is getting worse. More painful, more empty and I feel so panicky and breathless. I think part of the problem for me is that the two children we foster have brought an enormous amount of stress and trauma (through no fault of their own) into our household. Nimbus came to us in the midst of the worst of the stress and he was the beautiful bright spot in what felt like very dark days. As time went on, he became our therapy cat, always happy to accept cuddles and to give them back, with this huge grin on his face. His life was one big bubble of love and I found him so calming. The children are very damaged and unable to form attachments, and when I had been driven to the brink of my sanity, Nimbus was there, stretched out, soft and generous, chatty and playful. He was a tonic to life. And our dog Maisie was the same - she was so sensitive to my moods and needs. So, I guess two of my biggest supports have been removed and I am left caring for children who, as you say, do not know how to behave appropriately. You are right Kay C, I will speak to them about respecting my grief and that of my husband and son. They just do not understand why we are upset. It's difficult for me because I have always had such a deep and loving connection with animals and I hoped when we fostered the children, our animals could help them in some way. They are just not able to open up to the love that animals can give. Such a shame for them.
Anyway, sorry to ramble and thank you for being there.
Jane