A Cry in the Dark

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

feeling safe....

I adopted Smooches when she was seven weeks old. She was so tiny when I got her! A whole 1 1/4 pounds of adorable big eyes and fur.

Smooches has always had this thing about being hidden. This teeny, tiny little fur-ball would climb onto my lap and try to hide between my arm and body. You’d see her little butt sticking out while her nose nuzzled into my arm pit. When she was that small, she was pretty well hidden. It doesn’t work as well now, but she still tries! (Imagine 15 pounds of fur trying to hide in my arm pit....)

Hiding like that always made her feel safe. She was in the arms of one who loved her and didn’t need to face the world. I understand that feeling much better than I like.... I need to be wrapped in his arms, resting my head on his chest. His strength and protection from the world felt in that physical warmth....

My world is chaotic and I just want to feel safe....

Posted by WistfulWench :: 3:53 AM :: 2 comments