What is it you want when you are not feeling well? When I was growing up, I remember at a young age being held by my Mom. I would cuddle up next to her on the couch and she could often soothe me to sleep. As an adult I still felt that need for a cuddle if I was sick or having a bad day. That is when I turned back to something else in my childhood. We always had cats. I remember four different ones that we had from the seventies to the eighties. When I moved from home, I had cats throughout my adult life. One I will never forget was given to me by a good friend and he was my cuddly cat. He slept in my lap a lot as I began to deal with my depression and anxiety diagnosis and later my fibromyalgia. He always knew when I needed a cuddle. Unfortunately, I lost him to ketoacidosis.
Right now, there are two cats in my life. One I have had almost 10 years now. And one that we just rescued from the shelter and is about 2 years old we think. Sadly, these cats don’t get me like my Stumpy cat did. The spoiled little princess has my boyfriend wrapped around her little paw. The new boy is still adjusting to home. I worry he was abused before as he is very skittish, so it is something special when he does lay on my lap or by my feet.
I am sure you have figured out by now my C of gratitude goes to (cuddly) cats.
I have undertaken a challenge this year. I am trying to find the good in every day by writing about happiness and gratitude that I feel. No matter how small there is always something to bring a smile or make you grateful, if just for a moment. Follow along with me as I dig deep as necessary and find the peace of the day. Join in if you are feeling happy and grateful too – in the comments or on your own blog. Let’s find some fun!
I have fibromyalgia and some days it really has me good … or should that be bad? One of the symptoms of fibro is memory problems often referred to as fibro fog. Today was one of those days it was pretty foggy in my head and I managed to forget my morning pills. Didn’t realize it until later in the evening so it was too late to take them. So I beat myself up about it the rest of the night… add this to the headache the lack of meds can cause and it was a rough night.
But there is one “person” I can always rely on to help me out on rough days… my cat. What is it about pets that they can sense when we are down. She came into my lap and cuddled with me… she is not one to cuddle much. So my stress level went down and I stopped blaming myself for forgetting and let her purring take my headache down a notch. She made me happy. And I am grateful she was able to sense that I needed a cuddle. Love my (well, technically my daughter’s except she is in a no pets apartment) cat!