I try not to be a drama queen, but it's a hard time here these days. Long-term readers may remember that last year at this time the old DH had a bit of a crisis, and as the anniversary of that rough time rolls around, the memories have been hard to quash. Meanwhile there have been some other stressful events, and during that time, Al, my needy skeletal cat, the being who most loved and needed me in my life, has passed on.
This is why I haven't been writing of late; it's difficult to feel amusing. I've been devoting myself to exercise and caring for a feral cat named, unimaginatively enough, "CatCat", exercising (endorphins are the best form of self-medication), and ploughing through book after book. The eloquent Florence of Florence and the Machine has captured how I feel better than I could every say:
I've been thinking of you and was about to send you a ping wondering if you're okay. A book that I may recommend that is kinda quirky and has annoying parts to it, but is utterly charming by the end is "Delicacy." I read the translation (as my once-excellent French is now abysmal), but it's sweet and romantic in a very French sort of way and worth the read.
PS. I would take issue with Al being the thing that loved you and needed you best, but I understand on one level. That unconditional love of animals is so darn easy. Would that all our relationships be that effortless!
I remember this time last year, Carole. A rough anniversary for you, to be sure, but a good one to be having! Thinking strong, sustaining and positive thoughts in your direction for the duration.
I hope you are feeling better soon! I absolutely love your blog and anecdotes and have been checking in regularly since coming across it five or six months ago (at which time I read through the archives obsessively to avoid less important things like exams and term papers). Sorry to hear about Al.
I agree with the previous anonymous. I've been a long time reader of your blog, and just want to let you know that I've noticed your absence and missed your posts. Not in a "hey get back to your desk and amuse me more" way but in a "your contribution and story are valued even by awkward strangers" way.
I'm sorry about Al & I'm glad he was able to pass in your arms. I hope things look up for you soon.
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