Raindrops on Roses & Saying Goodbye

21 June 2016

So far June has been a tough one. There have been times where I let my anxiety get the better of me which lead to many things going completely wrong and then last week we had to say goodbye to one of our cats. I haven't posted in a while but I thought this would be the best post to get back into writing again.

The weather has been up and down this month. It's been raining pretty much everyday for the past two weeks. But I like the sound of the rain as it falls against the windows with the windows left ajar so the smell of wet Earth travels into the house. It's soothing - the sound, the smell and watching the rain drops racing each other down the glass of the window. I've become a rain person in the past couple of months, I like the hot sunny weather but on some days I find the rain cleansing.

I spent most of the days outside in the garden. With an umbrella in one hand and camera in the other, I captured the rain drops on the flowers that blow gently in the wind. I had my camera lean steadily on my knees whilst I filmed a rose swaying in the wind, capturing the sound of rain pitter-pattering on the umbrella and leaves.

But I miss Roxy following me around the garden. It's like losing a best friend. No matter what people say, a pet is a part of your family. Couple of years ago she was left abandoned at the side of the road in a box along with four others. If I could I would have adopted them all.

We saw the cats at a friends house who rescued them, and hiding under the table was a furry tortoiseshell cat with her big eyes staring at me. I asked if we could adopt at least one and my parents couldn't say no. She would hide behind the sofa most of the time, then gradually over time she would come out to greet us. Each day we would stroke and play with her until she was comfortable knowing who her family was. She made everyone laugh, because she did the most silliest things! It was just amazing to see the change from being a terrified little cat left in a box to being such a lovely, friendly and fussy cat.

It'll take a while, I know from losing cats in the past that it takes a while to get used to not seeing them every day. I'm not sure if the other two cats have noticed yet but they seem really fussy, but I find It comforting. I'm getting there but I'll continue to write, it always helps to write down your thoughts. Whether it be in a blog post or in a journal, it helps to ease each day.

For Roxy