My 20 year old cat died over the weekend. I got her when I first moved out on my own right after high school. She was old and I knew it was coming. Her passing was sweet and peaceful, but it still hurts a lot.
NaNoWriMo starts today and I wasn’t sure how I would cope with having to write on top of processing this loss. I’ve got an outline, so I just started writing.
Three hundred or so words in and I can already feel it starting to save me. Writing always seems to save me, no matter what else is going on in my life.
How do other people cope without it?