july

I go on living, unaware of how long tomorrow will be. Each breath I take is a fleeting gift, a moment I cannot hold onto. In the rush of life, I sometimes forget to appreciate the present, to find gratitude in what is here. But in these simple moments, there’s a quiet reminder to pause, to reflect, and to be thankful for the now, for all that I have before it’s gone. Since my cat’s death, these thoughts have come more often. It’s a harsh truth that life is unfair. What makes it bearable, though, are our connections, our companions, and the goodness both inside and around us. We should hold on tightly to them.