This week, something small and unexpected stirred up emotions I’ve carried for a long time — the kind that sit quietly until life brushes against them just right.
My mom is preparing to move to a new state, and part of that process meant finding new homes for two of her pets. I know decisions like that are never simple, and I’m sure she had her own heartbreak to navigate. But when I heard about it, something in me tightened. Not because of the logistics — but because of the feeling of sudden change, of something familiar being uprooted.
My heart ached for the animals — for the shift in their world, for the loss of the security they trusted, for the feeling of being left. They were going somewhere partially familiar, but not home. And that stirred something deeper in me.
The intensity of my reaction surprised me. It was more than empathy. It was personal.
Sometimes, moments in the present echo feelings from the past — not because anyone is doing something wrong, but because our hearts remember things long after our minds have moved on. Growing up, there were seasons of transition, moments of separation, times when life shifted faster than I could understand. Those experiences shaped me in ways I’m still discovering.
They made me someone who fights for the underdog. Someone who cannot bear the thought of anyone — person or animal — feeling unwanted, unseen, or unloved. Someone who steps in, even when it costs me.
And that part of me — the part that aches at the idea of abandonment — followed me into adulthood. It shaped the way I loved, the way I protected, the way I tried to fix things that weren’t mine to fix. It made me believe that if I could just love someone enough, make them feel wanted enough, everything would finally be okay.
This week reminded me that the things we carry from childhood don’t disappear. They echo. They surface in unexpected places. They shape the way we love, the way we protect, the way we choose.
And sometimes, they show us exactly where we still need healing.
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