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As many of you know, My mom recently passed from cancer, however, what you may not know was what I gave up to be with her and by her side. As I have mentioned before, I have no regrets for my decisions, but there are ramifications with everything. I was living in Encinitas at a great friends house right by the beach. It was compound style living but it was good. Everyone there was friendly and family like. I had a very simple existence with a bed, a dresser and my clothes and my three cats. I wasn't a cat person, but somehow the three girls won their way into my heart. I didn't know what to do with them and after time, they grew on me and it turned out that we had a mutually loving relationship, I would feed, care and clean up their minimal mess, and they in return gave unconditional love and support to me. They always greeted me at the door and would tell me about their day. Often times I would find myself caught up in moments where, I would just stare at them, play with them or pet them for long periods of time. It was very therapeutic.
In march my life was turned around with the diagnosis of my mom and her cancer. I knew I had to be by her side and by the grace of Universal love, a friend offered to take care of the cats and hold on to them as long as she could. About a month before my mom died , I got the call from my friend that the 3 cats, plus her two were too many and that we would need to find homes for them. As Universal love would have it, another dear friend found them homes at a rescue that same day. (There are no coincidences in life). I felt like a small weight was removed from my chest. I was able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Today, almost 2 months after my moms passing, I get a call from Animal Rescue in San Diego saying they raided a facility on the 17th and one of my cats turned up among 90 that were reclaimed. My heart sank into my stomach. There are moments in life that hit you with certain severity, and this was one of those moments. I walked outside my office and began to cry. There was a resounding echo that had reverberated back to me and that was, "nothing goes unaffected"
I did the best i could with the girls when I had them. I loved them as much as I possibly could and gave them shelter for as long as I could. In a small way, I feel like a shitty parent that couldn't handle the responsibility of having kids, so I walked away. Now I know that isn't true, but in my heart, it is hard to separate that feeling.
Bottom line here: Everything you do, everything you say,and how you live your life, has an affect on those around you. I want to get in my car and go rescue tigher right now, but I don't have a home to keep her in, unless I go find an apartment. I am not sure that is in the cards right now and truthfully it sucks, because my girls were my kids.
Sometimes life goes exactly as we imagine it, other times, it goes exactly as it needs to. In my case, there is something that I need to learn from all this. Stop your life every so often and figure out what the universe is saying to you. Don't become a robot in the process. Be good to your fellow man, love the animals and every so often, pick an apple off a tree and eat it. Allow yourself to feel and most of all be loving. Pepper , Tigher and Precious, I miss you daily and love you more than you will know and sorry I couldn't do and be more for you. Hope one day you will find it in your kitty hearts to know that I truly did and do love you.
Until next time...