We are familiar with the sentiment that when one door closes, another will open. It sort of conjures up a vision of a beautiful woman in a 1940’s movie with perfect hair and a flowing chiffon gown gracefully moving through one doorway and then immediately through another nearby. I visualize being on a trapeze without a net. I begin to leave it midair and wait for the one coming my way. It’s a move we have seen many times – always seamless and successful. What I am feeling today is waiting for the other trapeze.
You may have read some of my posts about my cat, Jellie. I have shared the humorous side of being a servant to a cat. I rescued Jellie 17 years ago to be a companion for another cat. She easily fit in right away with the other rescued dogs and cat.
I truly believe that if I “listen” and pay attention to my companion animals, they will communicate with me. I have waited for Jellie to tell me when she is ready to go. This morning it became clear that it would be selfish for me to disregard her quality of life just because I didn’t want her to leave me. It’s time to close a door.