Ok, epiphany might be too big of a title for this. I have been mulling "this" over for days.... so it wasn't a sudden idea as the word epiphany seems to imply. It's just that the idea, the thought, made a clicking sound in my mind about mid-breakfast this morning. It clicked into a solid place. And the thought was...."I am keeping these kittens."
There is no way to make a long story short here. A short story wouldn't do any justice to the deep rooted emotional, psychological, and devotional ties that are involved in such a seemingly simple decision. I'd have to write a book in order to cover the intrinsic truth about this so called epiphany...so I think it's best if I just leave the details out. For now. But I do have to say this... (because it's the inspiration behind the desire to sit down and document a piece of my life today)...... my fiance, Mr. S. Smith.... he is a very sweet and sensitive man. He is incredibly amazing and supportive and compromising. Always.
And now for one of our many inside jokes:
Oove you Oover.....
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