To Dream The Possible

I’m a dreamer, a big picture kind of person. I’m able to see beyond the mundane details to witness life on a much grander scale. It’s taken me a long time to finally figure this out, but that frightens most people. When I start “thinking aloud” about all the wonderful possibilities and which ones excite me the most, those people will automatically assume that I want to enlist their help to make it happen, that they will be asked to commit their time, effort, and/or money to make it become a reality for me while I sit back and reap the benefits and do nothing. They can’t or won’t see past their own fear or selfishness to just enjoy all the possibilities with me. In the face of adversity, sometimes all we have are our dreams – it’s what keeps us going, what keeps us striving for a better life. Not all possibilities will be become a reality, but that’s the beauty of dreaming – anything is possible!

Saying Goodbye Is Never Easy

What was I thinking, taking in another cat? I already had two cats in the house:  Sonnie, a beautiful tortoise shell kitten my son begged to adopt from his grandparents, and Baby, a gray tabby we adopted after a neighbor abandoned her when they moved. We used to have a Yorkshire Terrier as well, Ted E. Bear, but he had passed away a few years earlier. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have another animal. Maybe it would work out just fine. There was certainly plenty of love to go around. Besides this cat was only going to be staying with us for a short time – or so I thought.