Vivianne has blossomed since she became the Queen of her home. She talks to us a lot, she's much more playful and her antics helped us laugh, if only for a moment, during those first dark days. Obviously she has become the center of our world and she knows it. Don't get me wrong, she can still be as ornery and as solitary as she was before Parker's passing but her personality has definitely changed for the better.
I never thought I'd see Marty 'love' a cat but it's happened and it's been good a good thing for both of them. He plays with her, talks to her, pets her and pesters her. They too have developed a special bond. It's different than the one she and I have. I hold her (just for a minute) and hug her, brush her, talk to her, let her jump up on my desk (like right now) so she can walk around and see what my fingers are doing. She sits on my lap when she wants to and occasionally when I want her there! She's my girl :)
The three of us have weathered a tragedy and survived. We are starting to come out of the dark. It's been a rough road and I'm thankful I had Marty and Vivianne to travel that road with me. We are still family, it's just a slightly different configuration now.