In Between Worlds

This weekend has been an emotional roller-coaster for me. It is my wedding anniversary weekend. We had a vacation and it was fun. But when we came back, reality hit. My boy cat, whom I had looked after since kittenhood, was on the verge of death. We rushed him to a neighborhood vet who said they couldn’t ward him as they didn’t have the facilities. So, we brought him to another emergency vet who immediately warded him in and placed him in ICU.

I think I cried enough. Seeing him so sick, so dehydrated, broke my heart.

How do you mend a broken heart?

How do you heal it, bruised as it is by the numerous obstacles it has encountered?

How?

How?

How?

This year has been a year that I would have gladly forgotten. Finances are tight, people whom I love and care for are ill, and my health hasn’t been good as well. I am still looking for a job. At the same time, I am battling fatigue and stress. Not sure when I could stop, because obligations are fine as barbed wire. But I have learned and fought how to say ‘no’, how to draw my boundaries.

How much is my heart going to take?