When she went with her youngest to take another cat to the vet, she got to meet the wonderful staff member who had been above and beyond there for her when the first brain injury was crashing, the three cats were dying horribly in succession, and a guy had been messing with her.
She tightly hugged this beloved friend again and again in thankful-but-stressed laughter and cried as those desperate memories returned and she felt safe enough to at last release some of that old tension.
