When time controls you

A lot has happened over the last couple weeks to months. It is almost June and to me I feel as if it is just the start of May. Even though my time may be altered, trying to keep up with all that is going on keeps me keepin’ on.

At the end of April I had to make a very hard decision, which has caused me a lot of grief and sadness. Despite that knowing it would have been something that would have happened with or without my intervention gives me some type of semblance that my decision was more humane. My beloved feline companion’s time was up here on this Earthly plane. Her name was Anastasia (Beaverhausen Marie - middle names) or Stasia, for short. You might have seen her in a Without Words photo or two over the years. She was a long haired, gorgeous calico feline and honestly, my emotional support animal (even before it became a thing). She got me through a lot of deaths and heartache in my life. She was a constant that I knew I could count on for her extreme, ultimate, comforting cuddles when life became too dark and dreary. She gave me the light.

I know, some of you might be saying it was just a cat, but she wasn’t just a cat to me. She was so much more than that but I knew that her time was up and she has passed the baton to my dog (Bubs) Koda. Animals can’t live forever, even though you want them to.

Among having to part ways with her, time has controlled many other aspects of my life. I have successfully completed several courses over the past months for Full-Stack Engineering and Cybersecurity Analyst. I had to get new glasses, and if anyone has had the pleasure of going rounds with not being able to see fully (because my glasses broke while itching a scratch on my face - still unbelievable how it happened, but I digress) then finding out you have 20/15 vision. We could have great discussions about eyesight. Then to be moving the ‘chitlans’ (children) home from their respective colleges and having a full house again, with two manly shaped young men to feed. The list could go on and on but I bet you have your own list so you understand. And that is just in my inner circle of life.

There have been many events that have and are going to happen in our little towns (correction - booming metropolis’) of Colby and Abbotsford. Graduations come and go, students are now to become citizens of society and make their way in life. Changes in seasons make changes in life and in construction on roads. Festivals will be upon us soon and the summer will (hopefully not) fly by.

So, I guess the moral of this story, or column, is to try and make the most of your life and do the things that matter to you. This is your life, no one else’s. You will struggle but you will also succeed and maybe, just maybe, you have your own Anastaisa helping you along and giving you light from the other side... if you believe it. I do.

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