Describe one of your favorite moments.
It’s pretty much always cat related. Except for meeting hubby.
He’s from New Zealand, as far from the UK as it’s possible to get without meeting yourself coming back.
I lived in Bromley in Kent, which at the time had everything you could possibly want or need, including a high street known as Little Oxford Street, because nearly every shop in existence was also in Bromley.
Croydon was nearly as good, only 20 minutes away, but the traffic was awful and public transport non existent at the time. They now have a very good tram service linking the two.
I went to Croydon that night on a pure fluke So we were meant to meet.
I loved Italy, Sedona, Florida, and Sweden. They were all incredible experiences. I visited my dead uncle’s former home in Florida, sad in some way but I always promised that I would, so we drive across the state to keep that promise.
That was a really nice moment.
Life is full of them, say the difficult memories tend to impact harder. But from the grumpy holidays of my childhood, the ball games my dad was always happy to play, through the difficulties of my youth, to the loss of people and pets dear to me. There have always been good moments.
The last cat we lost gave me three beautiful memories in the hours before she passed. I was so blessed.
No matter the pain, I knew those people and those pets were mine, I have ask those amazing memories, that’s an often overlooked elect of good fortune.
The next time you’re really missing someone or a pet, stop fue a moment and think “Wow! I had them in my life, I am the luckiest person in the world.” It won’t help much at first, but in time it will.
I want to run around screaming “I was Amie’s mother, you weren’t, I win! Yah boo sucks, say there!!!!” 🤣🤣🤣😻😻😻🤣🤣🤣
But it has been a few weeks now ace the sense of good fortune is beginning to join the pain, it will one day balance it out.
Happy Friday
Deb xx
Deb Hawken - Amorah 