Time is a construct, but it can still heal

For the last few weeks, I’ve desperately wanted to write a blog here. June 2023 has been unforgiving for me and I’m having some trouble processing moving forward or at least deciding on some next steps. This is a forewarning if speaking about the passing of someone close to you makes you feel uncomfortable.

“Get comfortable being uncomfortable. Success lies in discomfort.”

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For 17 years, I had the privilege of caring for a little grey girl cat that I named “Cleopatra”. On the morning of June 1st, we decided to give her rest before she went into shock. I’ve replayed the days prior to this thinking how I could have changed this reality, but no amount of ‘thinking’ will ever bring her back. We know we made the right decision, but it was the most difficult choice I have ever made in this life. Being a pet owner, I know this may be the first of these decisions. Losing her showed me how important their companionship means to me.

A grey short haired cat named Cleo.

It has been about a month and speaking about this still brings tears to my eyes. I know [at least I hope] time will ease my pain and I can reminisce about the time we spent together. My husband thinks getting another kitten would bring some life back into our home, but for some strange reason, I am hesitant. Is it too soon? When will I feel comfortable enough to let in another companion? Do I have too many other responsibilities? Am I giving my current pets an adequate about of love?

At this point in my life, it feels like a great time for some change. I’m not sure if it’s how I deal with a great loss, but doing the same thing feels like the wrong path. Ironically, I feel like I have this extra energy to do more good in the world or have some sort of positive impact on those around me. There is so much sadness and a lack of positivity. I’m not sure what I’m looking for–I’ll be sure to document as best as I can, not only for me but maybe it can help someone else out there too.

Grief is such a temporary feeling. It can fluctuate in waves or come at you like a truck. How have you worked through grief?


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