There are nights, when I am tired. I am cold. Deafening silence screams in my ear like a banshee.
The lights flicker out, my eyes are closed, and the blankets begin to warm my skin, but my mind still races.
I need a moment. I need a miracle. I need to find a way to shut out the noise...
Then, there in the darkness, a soft purr, a tickle of long white whiskers. She snuggles onto my shoulder, her head tucked safetly into the crook of my neck. Her purr gives way to gentle snores that lift the heaviness of the day.
She showed up out of the blue, scared, injured, emaciated... I thought I had saved her. In reality, she saved me - when things were especially bleak in the later part of 2020 and into 2021. Her gentle loving spirit continues to save me even now - eveyday.
When a cat chooses you, there is a reason. Pay attention.
