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Here I am again. Staring at a blank page. This is nothing new, I do this all of the time. sometimes I have a plan for what I want to write about, other times, I just start to type and hope that what comes out makes sense. Does that help? Dunno, but it is the truth.
Got up this morning and got greeted by a frantic white furry person. She loved on me and talked to me for quite a while. I told her that I’m not awake yet. She didn’t care, she loved on me anyway. When I went to sleep last night I had left her asleep on the chair that she has claimed for her own. After settling in and making sure I was tucked in just right, I heard someone meowing very loudly over and over again. She had awakened and was calling for me. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom. I hollered back (this in spite of the mask I have wear to sleep, but that’s another story) until she appeared on the bed. She talked to me all the way until she got up to me where I was lying. I petted her and loved on her, as she purred. Didn’t take me long to fall asleep.
Before I had gotten a cat, I didn’t know that they could double as a sleeping pill, too. It’s kind of comforting to have an independent creature (as cats sometimes are) seek you out to say goodnight. My husband feels the same way. We sleep on a queen size bed. It’s designed for two people; but, sometimes there are four people in it. Two people with skin, and two people with fur. The two with fur put up with our tossing and turning, only once in a while chewing on a toe that pushes too hard. We are a family. ![]()
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