Life always gives us the opportunity for growth. "Growth" is short hand for queue up the tears and angst. My elderly fur ball Ross is the current source for all my worries and sleepless nights. How to find the balance between doing what is right for him and me in the spectrum of throwing in the towel too soon all the way through do everything remotely possible until the kitty's natural last breath.
No one can make this decision for anyone else. And usually our opinions fall into one side of the scale over the other. Trying to find the right balance point, the point that I can live with myself afterwards. And I'm shell shocked from years of Chuck's illness, grief and having Chandler's illness progress to the end point under my oblivious, grief stricken eye.
The opportunity is presenting itself for me to handle things differently. Hoping this week's tests illuminate the road ahead. And give me some solid ground to operate from.
After the vet visit, my snuggle bug and I couch napped in the sun. The pic below is what I awoke to - a cat hat.
Instagram - Cat Nap
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