Celebrate

Sitting alone watching the clouds roll in, I find celebrations… nonexistent. Humans now hustle by each with a mission. Some prescribed tasks to complete. Choosing never to make eye contact.

The recent year was tough, and the future equally bleak.

Meanwhile, nearby church bells chime. Suggesting hope exists for all.

Around the corner, she pauses, and eyes me with trepidation. I expect, like the others, she will circumvent me, nose held high. As if I’m not here.

To my surprise, she approaches. Cautiously crawls into my lap, curls up and purrs. In this communal moment, we celebrate our shared space.