I usually write my Sunday blog on Saturday, but I am now writing at 5:30 in the morning on Sunday after I nearly lost my kitty Agatha Christie yesterday. She has diabetes, as most of you know, and yesterday she had a hypoglycemic seizure--a seizure from low blood sugar that left her unconscious on my bedroom floor. That scared me so much that thoughts of writing a blog left my mind. I have awoken about four times in the night to check on her and only now did I remember I owe you all a blog.
It isn't the end of the world, of course. Pets get sick quicker than we'd like and their health fails. With some intervention on my part yesterday, Agatha came back quite nicely. But if I hadn't been shopping online for something I did not need, I might not have found her in time. Funny how that happens. I have this "shoe thing" and when I am anxious, I shop for shoes. Since I cannot go out much--stores and malls exhaust me--I buy shoes online. Way too many shoes. I'd found a pair that looked tempting but I wasn't sure if I wore a 6 1/2 or 7 in that brand. So I went to the bedroom to check and see if I had a similar pair to give me a hint. That's when I found Agatha nearly lifeless on the floor.
This isn't a blog about a sick cat, it's a blog about fate, about how things happen for a reason. It's about being in the right place at the right time. I got lucky because Agatha is sleeping next to me and she will be all right for now. What about you? Has fate intervened in a difficult time in your life? Given you another chance at something important? I'd love to hear.