Yesterday, my friend Megan texted me something that feels relevant for both of us…
… so “This feels relevant for me” is the title of this post.
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All these photos feel relevant for me.
This feels relevant for me: our beloved kitty Oscar is approaching the end of his life. The reason Megan’s family has a cat today is because Oscar visited with her and her husband Paul many years ago and, with his relevant charming and chill nature, convinced skeptical Paul that cats could be incredibly wonderful.
As I’m writing this-feels-relevant-for-me blog post, Oscar is crying over his water bowl and I’m crying with anticipatory grief.
I heard the Stephen Sondheim song “I Remember” from Evening Primrose yesterday while I was taking relevant photos, and this feels relevant for me.
I remember the late U.S. Congressman John Lewis, whom we lost on July 17. His fight for civil rights and against racism feels relevant for all of us.
Gratitude feels relevant for me, every day.
