Making Heart Space

Just under six months ago we lost our cat Leo. The heartbreak I felt was only second to losing my Poppy. I hold my heart pretty close and when I love, I love hard – animals and humans alike.

We're now getting ready to adopt a new cat and it means I have to make space. 

There's literal space in terms of the things of Leo's that I haven't been able to part with yet. Each month we've been doing it little by little as any more than one thing at a time has just sent me into a pile of tears. This month will mean a little more again. 

Then there's the harder part, the space in my heart. I know that my heart can expand to welcome this new family member and that letting this new pet in doesn't take away from the love I have for Leo; however, even though my head knows all of this my heart is struggling a little. There's something about taking this step that really acknowledges Leo is gone. 

There are some pieces of my heart that I haven't allowed to healed yet. Now it's time to surface them and let the light and the air do their thing to make sure I can love this new sweet furball just as much as I did my Leo Bear.