a stray kitten showed up at my mom's doorstep around the time miguel was getting really sick and my mom can't take care of her. she's bringing the kitten over tomorrow. i've been staying at a friend's house this week bc i couldn't stand being at my apartment alone.
We had a black cat, Grayson, go missing and it broke our heart (i know it's not the same) and then a few weeks later another black cat, Romeo, came into our lives. It turns out he was born the day Grayson went missing. I'm not saying they're the same, but I do feel like it was fate. We needed each other.
she stopped coming over to me when i'm crying since this morning because this is just my new normal but she's still very sweet. she likes being nearby.