It’s a semi cloudy Saturday morning.
The birds are singing.
Ashton is snoozing on his scratching post.
I’m having coffee in my “I survived” cup.
I hear Baby Kitty going up the stairs.
His bell gives him away.
The boys, husband and son, are out driving.
Son has his permit and Husband takes him out early in the mornings when there aren’t too many cars.
This past week I’ve been kind of quiet.
Not sure why.
I sat on the back porch with my dogs.
Read my book.
Enjoyed the sounds of my woods.
Since my coma, I have a peace about me.
I have it and I need it.
I get frustrated with people.
What they do and what they say.
I just don’t have the time or the willingness to put up with them.
I don’t think I did before but I really don’t now.
It’s like I know something that they just don’t get.
Almost like they never will.
I was in my coma for over a week.
I don’t remember any of that time.
I have a feeling of Peace and I am searching for that in my life.
So, some weeks I just don’t feel like leaving my safe haven that I’ve made for myself.
My world of purrballs and birds.
Maybe next week, I’ll venture out into the crazy noisy world.
Maybe next week, I’ll be able to handle the bumps and wildness out there.
For today, I’m having coffee with my dogs and cats.
For today, I’m enjoying the sounds of birds and planes in the sky.
For today, I’m making plans to work on projects for this old house.
For today, I’m listening to what my mind is telling me I need.
I hope you all enjoy this Purrfect Saturday,