gratitude

First Snow 2024

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2024 started slowly for me. I’m mentally exhausted the first few days as I’ve been tightly wound-up because of my missing boy Minnou and now that he is back, I’m trying to relax my sadness away and it is quite exhausting. It’s a feeling between relaxation and exhaustion. And on the top of it, I have to get back to work, and I was a bit tense to leave the kitty boy home because he is still not yet fully recovered and not eating a lot. But cats are resilient and they have this zest to live and survive, so I’m kind of ok.

There was much talk about the impending snowstorm forecasted for today (1/6) like the skies are gonna fall off. Whenever there is talk of snow, even like a itty bitty nano-inches worth, the grocery stores are out of everything. I’m pretty sure everything was cleared off the shelves but I haven’t been to the store. Why do people panic so much whenever there is news about snow or heavy rain, and behave like it’s end of times ? Like, please, unless you have small children, you can survive a few days without food. I was slated to go to church today as per usual and I debated if I should or not, but I did go as it’s the first Sabbath of the year and didn’t want to start the year without gratitude, as you know, I have much and many reasons to give thanks, at the top of the list would be for bringing my kitty boy back home.

When I started out it was slightly flurrying which melted before we could say “hey it’s snowing” and after church, I checked the weather and it was like “heavy snow”. I was like, oh I need to be careful when I drive and then I walk out of the sanctuary and NOTHING. I knew that we probably won’t see much, if any, accumulation but I was expecting a “heavy snowfall” to make an appearance. I got home and took photos as an evidence. See what I mean !!  

And it wasn’t even a proper snow. It was snow-sleet, where it starts off as snow but then partially melts and freezes into ice when they enter the warm air like the current circumstances. No self-respecting snow would call all the white stuff on the ground as snow. After sundown, I went out with a broom to clear off the icy slush from the stairs as we use the stairs (my kitty boys and me) and I didn’t want to slip and break something, as I’m sure come morning, my boys want to get out.

et bonne année 2018

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here are some of my fireworks and the reason(s) for my existence. horus, my brave little warrior, came home yesterday with his e-tube and he is well and i’m like one step away from getting a veterinary technician license. minnu, the next few photos, in glorious blissful sleep and then buttons, pepper with their still sleepy hobo-esque mama and the last photo is where my lap held four kitties at once (pepper, anubis, minnu & bastet). in case you are wondering, when i’m home, i spend a lot of time in my bed, getting up occasionally for pee breaks, and to stretch & get coffee.

twenty-seventeen or two-thousand-and-seventeen or whatever the hell you want to call it, was a big year. i know that for all intents and purposes, most years are big by nature but this one was especially so.  for whatever reason i find each year is increasingly hard and i find myself saying to myself, i can’t do this anymore. nevertheless, i persisted (remember the hashtag ?).

a lot happened this year, so much so that i don’t know if i can express everything in words. i will, however, try. this year i learnt a lot about myself. i wouldn’t go as far to say that i “found myself” but i know who i am now growing into or molding into.

i was loved a lot this year, thank goodness, by good people with warm hearts and open minds and those people mean more to me than anyone. i did a lot of things i thought i would never do and i surprised myself in both good and bad ways. when properly angered i know what i am capable of doing and i have some good people who found it wise to take me into their arms and let me not do something stupid.

i moved past a lot of hurt and learnt that you can live through hell and you can then become a different, quieter self but ultimately stronger person for it.

i danced a lot. i worked a lot. i worked hard. i learned and studied and decided that i should wait until i’m ready, and i finally believe i am. i wished a lot that i drank a lot to subdue the pain.

ultimately, i was pushed out of my comfort zone this year. i didn’t know what i was doing a lot of the time. i found tangible, real, life-changing aspirations and dreams.

i have an intelligent brain and heart, and i know what it means to live. everything else has been a wonderful, indulgent embellishment.

2017, thank you for being so fucking difficult, because i needed to know how strong i really was, and that the year before did not, in fact, break me. i learnt how to be good to myself. i learnt how to say “i’ll persist”.

as usual, grateful to god for giving us peace and a year of content, and for his unending blessings & protection for me & my babies, for giving us another year to laugh, cuddle and love.

happy new year 2018 and hope this year is also full of laughs, good health, lots of love and peace and may we all be blessed and content this year as well.