I am typing this with a cat on my lap. I was pushing her away over and over because I wanted to use my iPad...you know, the "important" stuff.
Purrrrrrr. She just kept staring at me purring, knowing she could break me eventually.
And the moment she gave up and turned away, I had a realization that these cuddling moments are the "important" stuff. Her whole life is me. She has devoted her entire short life to loving me. And man, these purrs feel so good.
I need to break for my daughter too. When I feel so sick laying there on the couch, all she wants to do is holler in my face about how I'm Shiny and she's Tiny from Dinosaur Train. My head pounds and I start to get shaky from the noise and input. And sometimes I have to leave.
These are my daughter's persistent "purrs". Her whole life is me. She has devoted her entire life to loving me. And man, even though my head is throbbing and I have no idea what she's hollering about, she is excited and happy and I'm a part of it.
Savor these moments.
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