We never got around to disposing of our cat’s litter boxes. They’re clean: I cleaned them after she died, because we thought we’d get another cat.. That was our summer. Then I got sick. Couldn’t get a new cat.
Anyway, a day or two ago we noticed something peculiar in the one litter box. It was a perfectly sculpted heart, about the size of an open hand. We don’t know how long it’s been there. Nor how it got there.
I can’t express how deeply we miss our cats. Robbie was the last of them. Our household is disordered, and I have all sorts of medical procedures waiting down the road for me. I can’t keep track of them.
All I know is, somehow a perfectly formed Valentine heart has appeared in our cat’s litter box.
❤️
God has many ways of talking to us.
That’s something. Blessings to you, Lee. This will pass, and things will get better.
Just count your blessings in spite of all the not-so-great things. That is what I have to do each day. Otherwise, I’d go nuts and I can’t have that. I hope you come through all this soon, because you are always a blessing to me and I’m sure you are to many people. Prayers keep coming for you and Patty.
(I can’t seem to stay out of the hospital.)