Yeah, I’ve been thinking about my post from the other day. It’s a weird thing. I don’t really understand it. But I think it has something to do with unconditional love. I guess I still think that love = pain.
I was on the bed with Ivory this morning. I spent the morning in bed trying to finish recovering from this stupid sinus infection/bronchitis. Thankfully I feel human again and my voice is almost back. But I digress. I’m in bed and Ivory is next to me, curled up in a little ball. She’s purring away. I slightly shift positions. She comes and lays on my stomach and looks at me with those beautiful hazel/gray eyes of her. She was just happy to lie there and be scratched behind the ears. She didn’t want anything more than to be loved. And she was happy to give me the same unconditional love back. She doesn’t have to hurt me to love me.
We can play however we want. If she scratches, it’s just in play. I need to see it that way. I need to know she’s not trying to hurt me. It’s just play.
Sorry that this doesn’t make much sense. I’m still trying to sort it all out in my head.