As our family steps into the realm of 2024, the days unfold with a mix of anticipation, adjustments, and a fervent hope for a kinder, gentler year. The beginning of the new year marks not just the start of school for my youngest daughter, Cass, but also the countdown to a significant event in the life of my pandemic cat, Haru—the first time she ventures into a catsitter’s realm. The boarding will commence on 7 February 2024, for 7 days, which is the minimum number of days set by most exclusive cat boarders.
For Haru, the timid feline presence that has become an inseparable part of my daily life, the prospect of spending seven days away from her familiar home is met with a mix of trepidation and hope. Haru’s exclusive boarding promises a private haven with a window to the outside world and a CCTV connection for our virtual interactions. Yet, my heart is filled with prayers that this catsitting venture unfolds seamlessly, ensuring Haru’s comfort and well-being. My greatest wish is for Haru to accept the catsitter without turning aggressive towards her, without turning into a nervous cat, without falling sick, and for Haru to eat and drink well, poo, and pee well.
Meanwhile, the echoes of the school bell signal not just the start of a new year but a fresh chapter in Cass’s academic journey. Senior High One (Form 4) places her in the top class of her chosen stream—Commerce. While academic achievements are part of the journey, my deepest wish for Cass extends beyond grades. It is a hope for her happiness, the forging of meaningful friendships that last a lifetime, and good health that remains free from the shadows of urinary tract infections and kidney infections.
As the calendar flips its pages, the specter of Cass’s urinary tract issues loom on the horizon. Yet, for now, our focus is for her to complete her high school first, as any surgery (which, most likely will be major) will be very disruptive to her studies. The pursuit of intensive medical investigations will wait until after her SPM, a pivotal examination that lies two years ahead. A gap year post-SPM will then provide the space to seek a skilled surgeon (most likely private and will cost a lot) who can unravel the mysteries behind her health concerns and guide her toward a successful resolution, conclusively.
The dawn of January brings not just resolutions but also a familiar dance with finances as school, college, and university fees beckon. The first two weeks of the year always witness a significant outflow from the bank account—a reminder that financial hurdles accompany the pursuit of education. In this dance, my heartfelt plea to 2024 is for a better and stronger financial journey for both my hubby and me.
Here’s to hoping that the new year unfolds with grace, resilience, and a generous sprinkling of kindness and good health for my family and yours too.
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