You may have noticed that I’m featuring more recipes on Eat Laugh Purr. I’d been toying with the idea of shifting into a full-time food blog. My food posts get the most views and I certainly enjoy trying new recipes. On the flip side, I enjoy writing (I mean co-writing!) Max’s posts. They always make me smile. I haven’t done very many personal posts lately. And for a good reason.
I didn’t think multiple rambling, guilt-ridden posts about Emeril would be well-received. And not because you don’t care. Or because it’s too personal. But because I didn’t want you to think I’m was a nutjob. I’m not. I’m merely nuts about Emeril. 😀
For the longest time I’ve been going through the motions, but not really seeing anything or feeling anything. Well, that stops right now. Abraham Lincoln once said, “And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” When I step back and look at my life for the past few months, there is very little life in them.
This is not me or how I want to live. It’s boring and lonely. And just a wee bit depressing. And Emeril? Oh boy. If he was here right now, he’d loudly meow his disapproval. So I’m waking up. Seeing the bright blue sky, feeling the warm sun on my face, breathing in the salty ocean air and paying attention to what life has to offer me.
So Eat Laugh Purr is staying as is. I’m not able to post five days a week, but you’ll still find a regular mix of yummy recipes and musings from Max and myself. I don’t regret taking time to mourn Emeril; he was a major part of my life. Even though he was terminally ill, his death was still a punch in the gut that left me reeling and unsure for months.
When I started Eat Laugh Purr, it is was about the journey of a girl and her cat, and death is a part of that journey. And so is moving forward once again with purpose and another silly, sweet and fun cat as a companion.
It’s a new day with unlimited possibilities and it feels good.
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