The Journey:Yukio’s Rant
It feels like just yesterday when the idea of welcoming a cat into my life seemed like a distant fantasy, a shimmering mirage on the horizon of my imagination. Now, that dream has unfurled into reality, but not without its share of trials and tribulations.
I recall a conversation with him, my boyfriend, just moments ago. His voice was a soothing balm, assuring me that everything would be alright—that we would weather this storm together. He had chosen the runt of the litter, a delicate creature already teetering on the brink of existence. The little one was weak and fragile, a whisper of life that seemed to fade with every passing moment.
Tending to her before placing her in my care was no small feat; it felt like walking a tightrope over an abyss. There were nights when I lay awake, heart pounding, fearing that I would awaken to find her breathless and still. I kept my worries hidden beneath layers of hope until I could no longer contain them.
But today, as I look at Yukio—named after a character from Deadpool. The truth of her struggle is now a story I share openly to him and grateful for the unwavering faith he had in me. That faith belonged to him—her foster father, who nurtured her before entrusting her to my care.
The notion of co-parenting a cat was never etched into my plans; it was an unexpected twist in the narrative of my life. I had always envisioned myself as an independent figure, navigating the world solo with my feline companion. Yet here I am, sharing this journey with him—a dream that peaks into traditional boundaries.
Yukio now has two homes filled with love and attention from two humans. I am not merely a single mother like the Internet portrays these days; rather, I am part of a duo—a feminine spirit nurturing a cat who receives equal affection from both her foster parents.
I am grateful for Yukio’s presence in my life, just as I am thankful for him—the man who knows exactly what to say to remind me that I deserve this happiness. His words are like gentle waves lapping at the shores of my insecurities, assuring me that love is abundant and shared.
[Some Snippets]
25.09.2024
28.12.2024
Will be turning 23 in less than 12 hours. I am honestly blessed to meet such wonderful people in last couple of months that I can’t even imagine my life rn without them. I will always owe this to the universe for brining me close with the people I deserve and cherish whole heartedly. Iloveyou all so much🧿♥️
1st image: Art supplies by Big Lohan
2nd image: Stitch merchandise by Sofia and his boyfriend small Lohan
3rd image: Kuromi by Big Lohan
yes sex is great but have you ever had someone fall in love with your personality and be so damn in love with you simply just for being you.
— Franz Kafka, The Castle | The Lovers of Valdaro
Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.
“I love lilies. Blue lilies but they are so hard to find…”
Were the words that he told me the moment I asked him what he adores the most. It took me a while to make his vision my reality and I am so happy how it turned out.
I know his admiration and love for Vincent Van Gogh, and how he collects every little piece that he finds that resonates with the artist. Because of his biased nature for Vincent’s aesthetics and of course his love for lilies, I crocheted Starry Night themed lily bouquet for him, with two sunflowers that resonates the moon and frame of the painting.
I know he will love this more than anything and I hope to make him smile just the way he will when see these flowers I made for him.
“Where elegance of tradition whispers the tale of artwork.”
November’24, Bikaner House, New Delhi.
Latin verses echo in forgotten halls
"Because of You", Paruyr Sevak (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
They/Them | 22 | INFJ | Geography major | Spilled emotions and Stills | Instagram sumedhachattopadhyayy | Alter Ego: @monetsirises in Tumblr.
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