This Christmas, it’s hard not to dwell on everything that we are missing. Me too. I’m missing my therapy cat visits, especially the hospital visits. It really upsets me and my human that now, when patients need us the most, it’s impossible for us to see them. My human says the happiest she’s seen me since the pandemic started was when I joined her to vote. I got to brighten the days of some stressed out people, just like I do on a therapy cat visit.
I also miss the cat shows — meeting new friends and seeing old ones. I miss airports and impressing the TSA humans with my poise. I am hoping that at some point next year, I can go back to doing these things.
But maybe focusing on what we don’t have is missing out on the Christmas spirit, which is being grateful for what we do have. Because one thing we do have is each other. If you are here reading this, you originally came here from a community of cat lovers somewhere. And one thing about cat people — you may disagree about everything else, but as long as you are passionate about kitties, you are kindred spirits. Always remember that.
Where ever you are, know that you are not truly alone. And when this pandemic and its restrictions are finally over, maybe we will be even more glad for those closest to us, and our connections will be even sweeter than they were before. In fact, I know they will be.
Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate the day, and happy holidays to the rest of you.
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