pleasant repetition


The cat goes crazy when I go downstairs to make my coffee.

That’s our routine….I creak on the top step, she hears it…knows I’m coming to do some things in the kitchen…and, also, knows that I’m going to open a new can of cat food for her and wash out the old can from the day before.

That’s part of the way I start my day…. every day.

When I’m running, I do all that,too….get the coffee started, feed the cat….and then go for a run….then finish making the coffee and sit for a while if no one else is up….but feeding the cat is always first priority.

She mewls enough that it’s a pain in the rear to listen to her….if I don’t take care of her needs first thing.

She’s a squeaky wheel.

I was thinking this morning while I did that…..kidding around in my head….that this is what purgatory must be like….Sisyphus rolling a stone….the endless catscapade….feeding the beast.

Then, when I’d gotten as much amusement out of that thought that one man could stand, it hit me that maybe that’s what heaven is all about….

Maybe heaven is the gift of pleasant repetition?

Maybe it’s being able to do something that doesn’t require a lot of thought or painful effort….but that still lets you feel useful and loved?

“Useful and loved”….hmmmmm.

That’s what it really all comes down to… matter what level of “being a winner” someone ever achieves, it’s really all about feeling that someone loves you.



We all need that….so much.

That sounds like a simple couple of needs to satisfy.

Should be….simple.

And, you know…..there’s enough need in the world….enough people clamoring for help…..clamoring for love…that feeling “useful and loved” shouldn’t be an impossible quest.

Maybe that’s the deal….what we put out there is somehow returned….someday….some way.

It’s no mystery….I feed the cat.

I clean the kitchen.

I go to work.

I read a story.

I do….and, then… again.

This pleasant repetition is close to heaven.

Knowing I’m loved is good.


About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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