I love Elton so much, I was closer to him than anyone in my history. Family included. He was my faithful friend through good times and bad, and a constant source of endless love and comfort. Upon waking, coming home, meditating, sleeping, he was there. After 17 yrs, there are many memories. I never got mad at him, or upset, just always loved him. And admired him, he is a very old soul. My personal belief is that he will join me again someday, probably as a cat (he loved being a cat!), and will help me to grow even more., For now, I have to grow on my own, with him as my spirit guide. I have to suffer, and grow. Loving often means losing, in this case to death. But with every death, there is a rebirth. I am missing my best friend, my soul mate of 17 yrs. His spirit and heart were the most beautiful in the whole world, and he was also the cutest and most lovable cat and being I have ever known. I hope that someday the fist in my stomach, and hole in my heart that is lodged in my throat, will heal. In due time, I supposed. In the meantime, I will be in touch with him from over the Rainbow Bridge..