It's All Relative

Niko is still gone. The past week and a half has been the worst I can remember and it’s taken everything I have to get up in the morning and try and live my life normally. Most people don’t get how painful it’s been for me to not have Niko around with me. I’ve spent most nights crying and unable to sleep with this overwhelming sense of guilt and worry. I realize it’s a cat and I get that some people might not understand how a grown woman could be so distraught over losing a cat. That cat was basically my only friend in this city and I had come to rely on him to fill the void of what is missing in my life right now. After all the praying and fasting I’ve done, I’m also, to be quite honest, very angry with the outcome of him still being gone. I can now only hope that if the Lord won’t help me bring my cat home, he will at least be watching over him, wherever he may be. I have to believe that to have gotten through the last week. That’s all I really want to say about it.