Francesca

My cat strolled over and curled up on my chest. As I laid there thinking I started to hear something- two heartbeats, two breaths. His heart beat twice as fast, every other beat resounding with mine, our breaths synced. My cat and I cuddled together under blankets and night, breathing and beating as one. He wasn’t a cat curled on my chest, he was my son. The peace that night brought my heart showed me what love was.