Purrspective

Above: I see a happy cat. What do you see?

Today, I went to see my doctor for my follow-up visit post-The-Hospital-Nightmare-Before-Easter. My doctor apologized to me at least three times. I said, “Stuff happens, and it just unfortunately happened to me.”

I went on to tell her that given I had lost my Mom, Dad, and best friend to cancer and that my sister was diagnosed with breast cancer three years ago (still cancer-free), I could only be grateful and not hateful that my biopsies came back negative. The real negative was the infection due to one of the biopsies, but to me, given all that could have happened, I deemed it a positive, because I left the hospital healed for an entirely different reason.

She said, “You have such a positive attitude.” I had to laugh. Because when I woke up today, I realized how miserable I had been the last few years; I didn’t kick small dogs, I didn’t throw away glass bottles in the trash when I knew they could have been recycled, and I didn’t intentionally tailgate.

I had been miserable, because I had kept years worth of “stuff” bottled up inside me. I realized that it didn’t matter why someone didn’t like me, it didn’t matter that someone had treated me badly, and it didn’t matter that someone wasn’t there when I needed them. When I woke up this morning, everything looked, felt, and smelled differently.

I had gained a new perspective; I realized that I couldn’t move forward unless I lost all the stuff that I had kept inside me for so long. I had to let go of the bad stuff to make myself open to the good stuff that would eventually come into my life. And then I would never ever look back.

They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks; however, I don’t believe that. Sometimes you need a challenge to realize how much you need to learn new tricks. Today, I realized it was all about learning new tricks, tricks that made me see my life in a whole new way; it was about letting go and moving on, which for the first time in a long time made me a very happy cat. ♥