Who am I?

 I have always felt that I had a gift, so to speak. As a child, I believed everyone could see ghosts, and I was hurt when I discovered that most people did not believe in these experiences.
Throughout my adult life, I have often taken on the role of a modern-day healer — the counsellor, the listener, the caregiver. For a long time, it felt as though my gift had faded. However, following a recent and deeply personal loss, it feels as though it has returned in full force.
Anyone who truly loves cats will understand — there are cats you love, and then there are soul cats. My little boy was one of the latter. Sadly and cruelly, he was taken from me by the callous actions of a driver who failed to slow down for him. I am — and always will be — heartbroken. Yet in that heartbreak, something inside me opened again. My inner senses, which I had pushed away for so long, seem to have returned.
Since he passed, I have dreamed of sharing my gift again. For the past week, I have felt what seems like the presence of an unseen cat walking behind my head and across my pillow. I hear the paws crunch and feel the indent at the back of my head. It may give you goosebumps — it does me too — but it also brings me comfort. I feel happy believing he is still with me, even though I cannot see or hold him.
For many years, I avoided and pushed away this part of myself. Now, I feel ready to embrace it. A calling, if you like.
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I am here for anyone who feels lonely, sad, bereaved, confused, or hurt. If I can offer guidance, comfort, or clarity, then helping you also helps me — helping others gives me a sense of purpose, and helps me feel needed in a small but meaningful way.
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