Yesterday morning, I went for a walk on the beach and came back to my room leaving the door open. As I sat on the bed trying to write, Olivia (the owner’s cat) wandered in and made herself at home beside me. It almost brought me to tears.
I am not a great traveler. I always feel a little disoriented, especially during the first few days that I’m away from home. It is an odd, empty, lonely, feeling and it is there whether I am with people who I love or not,… and it’s compounded by the fact that I tend to forget this happens to me until I’m in the middle of it, so I’ll often think, “What is wrong with me? I feel terrible!” It reminds me of how I felt when I was 8 years old went to summer camp….and that first night when I just wanted to go home and be in familiar surroundings.
When Olivia walked into the room, I felt myself come to life. All negative thoughts vanished and were replaced with one which was, “I hope that she stays a while.” She did.
It it a mystery how such a small act of affection can bring me home again, to my heart. Sometimes it is a word from a stranger, a phone call, an email, or in this case, it was a cat snuggling up to me. ….life can at times feel lonely.
If you are feeling a little off, and would like to, please leave a comment. Maybe we can’t snuggle up to you or give you a hug, but we can send one “through the ethers”…and I bet you will feel it!
“I’ve always thought a hotel ought to offer optional small animals. I mean a cat to sleep on your bed at night, or a dog of some kind to act pleased when you come in. You ever notice how a hotel room feels so lifeless?” Anne Tyler