This past weekend was filled with both sadness, happiness, and sheer excitement.
Thursday night was supposed to be the night I flew to Miami to see a dear friend of mine. From there we were scheduled to take an early flight on Friday morning to spend the weekend in Barbados. I planned this for her birthday since we love to travel and we have been friends for 14 years, so it felt appropriate.
However, on Thursday afternoon we had a call and decided it was best to cancel/reschedule the trip. Since I had a lot going on and was stressed, it felt right to not go on so she and I could both take care of personal matters at home. Plus, I just moved into my new home in Fort Sheridan and wanted to nest and get things done, which I did.
Since I was no longer going to the Caribbean; I told my fiancé that we should attend the art gallery opening for Vivid in Winnetka. Christopher and I didn’t make it to that either. But not for a wrong reason.
While I was supposed to be on a Barbadian beach enjoying the sun, sand, and water, he was going to have a cat delivered! I am a BIG fan of cats and very much enjoy their company. Growing up I was never able to have a cat of my own because my mother is deathly afraid of them. Why? I would like to know too…
Christopher coordinated with a cat rescue in Roger’s Park, Hi Kitty Kitty to have our baby delivered.
This is a photo of Sophia (below), and she is a year and a half year old. She was thrown away by her previous owners, who rescued her from the same sanctuary. Luckily she is micro-chipped, so they were able to find her. She was so scared when we met and when she was brought home to us, but within minutes she was eating as if nothing happened and was demanding love, affection, and cuddles from me. She knew she had me at “meow.”
I am glad she was able to walk into our lives and become part of our happy family.