associated in random thought

a moment.

and smack into the middle of all this craziness came a moment of quiet joy.

gunther, little first born runt, is the most social of the kittens thus far, and when he hears my voice, he scurries as best he can to get to me. this evening, he did his little stick-tail in the air waddle thing right into my hands as i lay them cupped on the floor. immediately, he yawned, curled into a ball, and began to purr for the first time. and then he fell asleep.

i lay belly to the floor for awhile, just holding this teeny baby, mindful of the moment, and it was the closest thing to praying i've been able to do in a very long time.