She did it again. She got me through the rough day. It wasn't any one thing that was crazy-making or overly stressful. It was just...stuff. But it was stuff that I didn't know how to do. It was finalizing divorce stuff. It was emotional stuff. It was "how am I ever going to remember all the questions I have to ask???" stuff. And the Lovely Cats took her one day off during Lent and came and did it all with me. She even left her house at 9:05. I'm gonna out her here ~ she usually isn't even fully awake at 9:05.
As we sat in the Pobble Mobile waiting for one of the stuffs (the English language will never stagnate so long as I am alive), I realized that I'm not sure there is anyone else I would ask this of. There are other people who would do it for me ~ the Divine M, Nemeria, and the One in VA spring to mind without me even thinking hard ~ but I'm not sure I would ask it of anyone other than the Lovely Cats. Think about it: Hi. It's me. Would you please leave all your shit that has you stressed beyond words during one of your busiest seasons at work, drive two hours, spend five and a half hours holding my hand while I do my stuff that has me stressed, and then drive two hours home again? Oh, and expect to do nothing interesting or get anything in return for it because no, we won't be shopping or having a nice lunch or stopping anywhere for you because I don't have the energy for that. If you're lucky, I'll buy you a caramel latte.
Yeah. Exactly. And that's what she did. Because she loves me, because she's the person I could ask, because that's who we are to each other. Oh, and for the caramel latte. We decided, as we sat in the rain waiting, this was definitely a backdoor kind of compliment.
But you know what else? It's done. It's ALL DONE. He can't take me by surprise any longer. He can't threaten me any longer. He can't touch me any longer. That's been the problem; I have thought it was over and have moved on. So, when he would appear out of the blue with a threat or intimidation or whatever ~ I would be blindsided. No more. I dug deep, the Lovely Cats held my hand ~ and we took care of business. Fuck him and his horse. My life is my own again. And that's why I love the Lovely Cats.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and three dollars will get you a caramel latte.
3 comments:
Times like those are yacky. You are lucky to have a pal to get you thought it. I have people like that in my life too. I jut hope that I can return the favor by being that someone to someone else.
I am so glad you had the lovely Cats by your side thru all of this, and to have your life back....
I'm certain that is a wonderful feeling you so truly deserve!
The emotional, physical and financial price of freedom can be staggering, but it is so worth it!
HUGS~
Congrats on taking care of things. So glad the Lovely Cats could be there to stick by you.
(You do realize, don't you, that it's also a testament to what a great person you are to her - and to the rest of us.)
MWA!
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