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I had a pretty traumatic day today. There was an accident involving a beautiful black and white cat as I was walking home. Sadly the cat didn’t make it, but I wrapped him up in my towel and cradled him to my chest all the way to the Vets with a broken heart.

I met a friend for coffee shortly afterwards and we chatted about business, a welcome distraction as I tried to push on with my day. A lady walked by me and placed a small daffodil pin, like the ones you get from a charity tin, on my notebook next to my coffee cup, “Have you dropped something?” she asked. The daffodil wasn’t mine, but I kept it. It was as if my new cat friend was saying thank you. I pinned him on the wall above my desk.

It might sound silly to you, but I’m one of those people who believes the light flickering is my Nan saying everything will be OK when I think about her. That every leaf that falls to the ground in the shape of a heart is a sign. It’s our beliefs that really get us through the dark days, though, so it’s not silly to me. It’s what keeps me going, keeps me looking for the Universe to give me a sign, keeps my eyes open for the good in the world. It’s rare, but it’s out there.

Loves x xx

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