July – from celebration to tears

I started the month with such high hopes for my July writing challenge. I end the month in a reflective mood having journeyed from celebrations on 4th July with cake, towards tears and heartbreak by 28th, with the loss of a little buddy. It goes without saying that during the last week, I haven’t written; I’ve taken time off purely for self-care. I’ve busied myself at home: gardening and reading allowing time to process recent events. Simply put - my home feels different without a cat. In thirty-one years, I’ve been without a cat for just seven months … and now, an additional four days. In time, I’ll have another little buddy but that’ll be months away.  

Three weeks of writing pushed my project towards a good position – so I have to be grateful. There’s a brand-new sparkly month arriving tomorrow, so I need to set my sights on what I can achieve. I’ll start by cleaning out my writing room, giving it a fresh feel and vibe by throwing out old papers, redundant clutter and maybe rearrange the furniture and houseplants. It goes without saying that Teddy’s dog basket remains in situ, essential to my writing room. I’m not sure how much Teddy is missing his feline friend but at fourteen years old - I want him with me every minute of every day.

So, it’s goodbye to July … and a warm welcome to August!​

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