March Second; A Time of Growth

 Well this has been a different type morning. My son is working on his car so yesterday I had to go pick him up from where he works, a local dealership where he is a mechanic, where his car is waiting on the correct hose for his new radiator. That meant, I had to take him to work this morning. I have a long list of things I need to do today, but several rely on other things to fall into place first. I put food out for the feral cats and I would not be afraid to say that one of the four cats ate every last bite of that large can of food. I could be incorrect as two of them look very much alike so unless they are both out at the same time I never know which one hasn’t eaten. 

Mom called and asked if I would come down and replace a light bulb for her as she had one that was blown out. The ceilings in that house are a little high and takes a step ladder to reach the bulbs. Neither of them need to be standing on a step ladder so of course I readily walked down to help. It only took a moment and she did give me a can of cat food for my cat since I’m out of all types of canned food. Its the cheap stuff and of course Cricket turned her nose up and stormed away. The feral don’t mind and I know they will eat it, of course they haven’t been fed anything other than the cheap stuff.

 One thing about it, since I have been feeding the feral cats, they have gotten so big. Their growth has been amazing. Even the black cat that we thought was stunted has had an amazing growth spurt and has turned into a gorgeous cat. Even on the cheap stuff, imagine how they would look if they were getting the more expensive stuff.

 Its amazing how being fed, especially the right stuff, can help us grow. Of course we know that what we eat and how much we eat causes physical growth. I ponder on how many fully understand that what we put into our minds causes growth as well. Or do we simply, blindly watch and listen to what is presented to us without question?

Since my husband’s death, I have faced many difficulties. One of the more difficult was learning to face life without a partner. Thankfully my son has been here to help me with issues that I can’t handle-yet. But things such as the loneliness from the loss, he couldn’t help. I have had to battle that, the insecurities, the fear and many  other emotions that I hadn’t faced before. I had to learn to face life, without anyone to lean on as I once had.

I began to read, a lot. I began watching programs that helped me. I had to find the right ones, the ones that matched my belief system and strengthened it, helped it grow in understanding and strength. I had to find ways to grow in every way.

It helps to have friends who aid in that growth, thanks to their having different areas of focus and sharing the information they learn. Instead of being confusing and creating a type chaos, it offers different avenues and overlooks that are beyond interesting.

I think we all need that, people in our life that gives us the inspiration and drive to grow in every aspect of our life. As our understanding and comprehension grows, so may our heart. I think its time.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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4 Responses to March Second; A Time of Growth

  1. Dishita says:

    That’s a wonderful article! So well expressed! Thank you for connecting with Real&Raw. We 💚 visitors! Best wishes, Dishita. 😊

  2. Judith says:

    Beautifully written. Thank you for sharing such personal thoughts and experiences.

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