Today started out quite early. Up at 4:00am. Today I lose custody of my cat from the divorce. I made his breakfast first as usual. Then poured my coffee, added a bit of cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon. Then Chester, my cat sat on my lap while I enjoyed my coffee. He and I have a very special connection. He cleaned himself a bit while on my lap then cuddled tight against my belly and started a nap. He knows that we will part in the afternoon. He is smart and spending our last moments together. He is special to me.

But the day must go on. I have 16Km plus to run this morning. It’s cold. My cat is leaving. But I am still inspired to run. Because I know my love, my girlfriend, my fiancée, is in my heart, I find the strength. I carry her love with me, everywhere, every moment. When she writes “I love you,” I am covered with chills all over my body. Even when it is cold, windy, and gray for my run, I feel as though it is warm, calm, and sunny when I think of her love for me. Love will lift you up. It has lifted me. The run was fantastic. I think of my love and every step seems easier than the previous. Although I am exhausted as I finish this run, I recover quickly as I think of the love that she sends. Her love fills my heart. I could run another 16Km.

Instead, I drive home to spend my final few hours with Chester. He greets me at the door very much like a dog. But he is softer and cuddlier than a dog. AlthoughI like dogs, I am allergic. So I have a cat instead. I run his back up and down repeatedly as this has become a greeting custom. He flops on the mat at the front door, and rub him. I know he will miss that ritual. I feed him a bit more and he eats while I shower. The we. Both lay down for a catnap. This time, instead of at my feet, he curls tightly to my shoulder. He knows. A short nap later and we are up. He has a favorite little mouse that he like to use to play fetch. Ha! Cats can be trained. He then likes to toss the mouse around and chase it himself. he is an awesome kitty. Ex-wife is now here to take custody of him. Maybe I should have got a lawyer. Chester is now gone, my heart breaks. 💔 How do I get through this?

I look into my heart. Even though it is breaking from the loss of my cat, it is filled with love. Her love. I remember the words she wrote just recently, regarding Bluebirds. My feather is bright blue, for I believe in miracles and pure happiness. I believe this because I also remember when she boldly declared her love for me. And while my heart is breaking today, her love is already mending it. Strange powers, this power of love. It breaks and mends a heart simultaneously.

And because of my love for this lovely lady, I have learned a new holiday not openly celebrated here in the United State. 8 March, International Women’s Day. She taught me the meaning. It is an honor and privilege to give her, her mother, and her daughter roses to help celebrate the day. I only wish that I could be there to deliver them in person. Very strange that love for one person will suddenly grow and become love for all of their loved ones. It is so hard to say or write this feeling, but as much as I love this lady, I love her daughter and mother now as though they are my own. Strange how this love grows.

This love is not dampened by distance. This love rides freely on the gentle breezes and in the tumultuous gales. It soars over mountains and valleys. It transcends time.

My love for her is timeless. She waits for me, I wait for her. Soon, very soon, we will be together. And when we meet our love, her love plus my love, one plus one, will not equal two. It will grow exponentially. It will be infinite. Strange math, this thing called love, Crazy Little Thing Called Love. Hmmmm. Sounds like a Queen song. 😉

I wish you all find the one that make this crazy little thing allied love light up your life as it has mine.

TTFN
Mike