75 - Where Words Couldn’t Reach

The only thing I did right 

was something I gave not only to him, 

but to myself.

The gift of three feline companions.

I needed someone in my life who would not judge me for my failures,

and later I realised 

that was the one thing he needed too.

I can never speak to my brother with my whole heart,

never 100 percent without filtering my words.

Because I know what he has endured,

because of what I have endured.

But the cats  

they gave us both what we could not give each other

unconditional love, 

silent care,

small gestures that carried more weight than words ever could.

We still had our very dark days,

days when the shadows almost dragged us back to the way we were.

Yet those companions became our anchor,

holding us to this world 

no matter what we did or how we felt.

They absorbed everything without abandoning us.

Who would have thought that what could not be healed by humans

could be mended by mere creatures like cats?

I believe with certainty that without them,

I would have ended him, 

and myself as well.

To them, I am forever in debt.