Facebook reminded me two days ago — Jan. 29 — that I’ve been a cat person without a cat for 10 years. I didn’t cry this time. I don’t know whether that’s a sign of healing or reluctance to let the floodgate open. Last year I shed many tears as I looked at pictures of my sweet girl Bridget.
Among things I’m aware of this year as I’ve entered a recovery program for my clutter addiction is that my clutter addiction is a contributing factor to why I don’t have a kitty. That is a positive realization for me that I pray will help me continue to take necessary steps, with the help of my 12-step program, to change my ways of thinking & acting in regards to possessions, among many other things.
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