Quick update to let you know the cat I chose from the animal shelter about 30 seconds after meeting her is the absolute best. She is just like my beloved Boo was, but also different.
Penny snuggles to the point I am sure to have black hairy boogers, like I used to get with Boo. They were both kitty weighted blankets.
She plays fetch like him, too. Both smart and intuitive.
Despite all this, Penny could never replace Boo and all the years we spent with him starting at the beginning of my husband and my relationship.
I love that there is no limit to love's capacity. That the heart makes more room.
If God forbid I ever end up a widow, I imagine I will seek out love again like I had with my husband. The same, but different.
And I hope that my husband would also find love again if he was left without me. I don't want to see that shit, mind you. But I hope just the same he finds new love. New yet warm and familiar.
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