Heart

Posted on January 15, 2025 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Comfort, Death, Greif, Hearts, Hope, Life, Loss, Short story, Thinking, Very short storyLeave a comment

‘I still keep seeing hearts, and it makes me feel like smiling when I do’, she said.

It was over a year since he’d gone, she realised, and things had been hard. They hadn’t discussed anything, it was so unexpected.

About a week after he had died she found a pink, heart shaped petal on her pillow, she had left the window open for some fresh air and it had just appeared, probably on a gust of wind.

She spoke to her sister again. ‘it seems to happen about once a week, I will spot a heart shape somewhere. Daft things like a bubble in the bread was a little heart, heart shaped crisps, presents with them as decorations, stones on the beach, it just keeps happening’.

She remembered the heart shaped cloud that had floated over the house for an hour, just above his shed. Above where he had worked on his bikes and train sets. She knew he was still with her, keeping an eye on her. Maybe one day they would be back together.

When I’m feeling down

Posted on November 10, 2024November 10, 2024 Posted in Cat, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Cat, Comfort, dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2118, Knee, Pet, Poem, Poetry, Sadness, Support4 Comments

What is good about having a pet?

When I’m feeling down and lonely

The cat will come to me

He jumps up for a little love

While sitting on my knee

He gives comfort when I am low

Dispels my sadness you see

That little cat who is my pet

Is my truest company.

Home

Posted on December 29, 2023 Posted in Fine Art, UncategorizedTagged Art, Comfort, Home, Painting, Poem, Poetry, Presence, Sadness, sanctuary, solace4 Comments

Safe place

Staying home

Don’t want to go out

Into the world

This is my cocoon

Wrapped round me

His presence

His garden

My solace

Seeking salvation

My sanctuary.

He came to me

Posted on December 16, 2023 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Comfort, Dream, Gone, Hubby, Imagination, Life, Memory, running footsteps, Time2 Comments

I just woke up from a dream. I was in the street and I heard footsteps clattering up behind me. I turned and it was my hubby. Hair blowing behind him, his jacket flapping. He said a couple of words, something like ‘I’m here’? But then I woke up.

It’s not much of a story, but it was comforting. The thought that he is around somewhere, even if its just in my imagination made me feel better.

Magnetic bags?

Posted on April 12, 2023 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged bags, Black and white cat, Carrier bags, Cat, Comfort, Cushions, Life, Sleeping, Sofa, Tuxedo catLeave a comment

What is it about cats and bags? I caught the cat trying to get his head in a small paper bag yesterday, it hadn’t had food in it but he was intrigued anyway. They like the cloth bags from the local supermarket, but even get in the orange plastic carrier bags if I leave them on the sofa while I’m unloading the groceries. Sometimes though if I use the bag again they go off it (it must smell different).

What other things do they sleep on or in? Cat beds, a cat tree, cushions and chair throws, basically wherever they want and can fit. Occasionally they even sleep on the sofa or our chairs, but that’s usually after we have gone to bed. Yeah, cats rule round here!

Sore throat time

Posted on November 3, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Aching, Cat, Cold, Comfort, Illness, Negative test, poached eggs, Sore throat, TiredLeave a comment

Blugh! I feel tired and ill. Still negative for covid but getting fed up with my sore, croaky throat. It’s so annoying and it feels like it’s going on my chest. My body aches. It’s been so long since I’ve had a proper cold or flu, you forget how lethargic it makes you feel. I’m sitting with the cat poddling (kneading) my knee. Ouch, too tired to push him off. But it’s a comfort… And my nose keeps dripping like a tap. Hubby is cooking poached egg on toast. Hooray!

Asleep on the washing

Posted on August 17, 2022 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Black and white cat, Cat, Comfort, Poem, Poetry, Sleep, Sleeping, Tired, Tuxedo cat, WashingLeave a comment

Where I curl

You can’t control

This is my space

If I want it.

Cats have rights.

The right to sleep

Eat and purr

Chase leaves and mice

But most of all

Be fed and watered.

We choose comfort

We give friendship

If you are lucky

Claws if you are not.

Don’t criticise

Our choice of bed!

Rest

Posted on August 21, 2020August 21, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Blue, Chair, Christmas, Comfort, Electric cable, Knitting needles, Red, Repair, Split cane, Woodworm2 Comments

My friends blue chair, its so comfortable. I had one like this, but mine had woodworm. I treated it then wondered what to do. One of the legs was worst effected so I got two thick metal knitting needles and pushed them up into the leg where it had broken. Then I got some electric flex and wound it up and down the leg until I had covered the missing section. The cable fitted in quite well with the woven split cane that covered the rest of it. A second treatment of woodworm killer, then I painted it bright red. Like my friends chair it was extremely comfortable. That Christmas I was short of money so I gave it my sister who had recently moved out of home. As far as I know she still has it thirty years later.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Comfort