They say that people come into our lives for a reason, to help us live and grow, and we help them in return. I’m not sure if it’s true, but whatever way our stories end, even if we never meet again, I’ll cherish the memories we had and keep them close to my heart. My story wouldn’t be the same without you.
The first photo is a picture of my old cat, Misty May. She passed away on November 20, at the age of 7 years, but her love of sink water will love on!
The second photo is of my current cat, Minnie May—she was named because of Mickey and Minnie Mouse, and Misty’s old nickname of Mickey May.
My mother took this photo mid-yawn. Minnie’s taken quite a liking to sleeping on high closet shelves!