Not meant to be mine?

I never thought I’d be sad… losing something that I have never actually got to know (yet).

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It has been wandering around for nearly 2 weeks in that building. I was planning to bring it home back then but, could not find it that day. I thought maybe someone had taken it home.

Then this morning it appeared on the stairs. We decided that maybe it’d best if we took it in. I managed to hold it for a while. Quick preparation was made to let it stay with us. Unfortunately we lost it again. I don’t know why… but, I got emotional.

The kitten is not even mine. It… never actually belonged to me.

Why am I sad? That, I am curious.

I fell in love the moment I heard about the poor little kitten. When I got a chance to hold it today, I got attached to it in that split second. I was sympathetic to see how fragile it was.

I wanted to have it… and make it family. It deserved a better place to stay… a better life. I wanted it to be loved, living life full of affection. I wanted to hold it longer…

I wish I will see it again; that beautiful yellow little kitten.

For now, I am happy to see what I have bought for it. My intention is good. I hope it knows… and will come back to me.

25092017. Feeling hopeful.

Trust – is it redeemable?

TRUST… they say, once broken, is hard to mend. The pain is excruciating, and it can be unbearable too.
TRUST… it is not given freely. For some, it takes years to build. Even it happens in an instant, once shattered it will take longer to repair. If only it is repairable. Things will never be the same again – the wound though it is healed, the scar remains. So, how can one forget what causes the scar ?
TRUST, even if it can be redeemed, will not bring one to the place he or she once belonged. Does forgiveness mean one can start over ? And all the faults can be forgotten? Is the trust redeemable ?
TRUST, once broken, makes one very cautious. There will be invisible walls everywhere. One may not see, but the distance can be felt. The gap is forever marked. And the walls get higher as one tries to come closer. So, one will not live in the torment of a broken trust (again).
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*bedtime rambling for my ‘a word a day & personal opinion” – forcing myself to write.

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