When times are difficult I try to focus myself on the positive things. The happy things. The things in life that make it worth grabbing ahold of and keep going.
Crafting definitely does that for me. Without it I'd be bonkers, nuts and potentially dangerous to other people.
My family and friend relationships are also important to me...
You know what else? The thing that will make me smile every time? The cats. I love having pets and missed them the few years that it wasn't safe to have cats around the babies...(for the cats, not the babies, please don't think I didn't have cats because I was fearful of what they'd do to my girls...they could definitely fend for themselves).
I've had some very special cats throughout my lifetime. Oliver was sweet and funny and it was very sad when he passed away. Lochi was my "baby" and sat with me and snuggled all the time. She was the ultimate lap-cat.
But when I got Pearl, I knew I'd stumbled onto a special animal. She's hilarious, vivacious, sweet, snuggly and just about the most interesting cat I've ever know.
Not only does she fetch (which is beyond charming in a cat) but I swear she understands what I'm saying and responds appropriately. We have a ritual in the mornings where she gets on the table that has the drawers with her toys in it, she looks at me and I open a drawer, she picks out her toy and I throw it and she runs after it and we have a grand old time waking up in the mornings.
But today...this is what I found...
Three...three...glittery fuzzy balls (they are her favorites). I usually try to pick them up when we're done playing because they have a nasty habit of getting under the stove or the refrigerator...but if I don't, she will put them in her food bowl. Apparently she went hunting last night.
And apparently Zora doesn't like the balls in her bowl because she has knocked the food all over the floor.
They are definitely good therapy those kitties!