Friday, January 23, 2009

Waiting

Flower is now at the Urgent Care Clinic overnight. This is the first night in the past 6 months or so that she has been living with me that she has not slept in my bed. I keep looking down; there's a sweater at the foot of my bed where she might often sleep that I see from the corner of my eye. I think that it's her but then I look and it's not. She's not here right now. After spending so much time in the shelter, I don't think that she has forgotten what that place was. And although I think they were kind and loving to her, I think she must have been lonely. I hope she has not been lonely with me here. There are many days where I am at work or at school or both and I am gone for many hours. Sometimes Varr is here and sometimes not. I just wish I could let her know somehow that they can take care of her and I cannot. I wish she could understand me when I say that I'm coming back for her. But she doesn't know.