Today I was suprised to see the Tower followed by the Star, as I had discussed the order of these two cards when the Star came up for me yesterday. I have pulled the Tower in this deck quite a bit since we've returned from the hospital. Definitely more than I've ever pulled it in the past few years combined. The creature coming out of the tower delights my son, as it looks like a Mongolian Death Worm, which he loves to draw. So again, these two cards refer to his shockingly sudden illness and his current healing.
The sword in the Ace of Swords immediately brought to mind a syringe, which is now just a part of our daily lives. I've always been squeamish about needles, so it's surprising how normal injections are for us now. I never thought I'd be injecting anyone, let alone one of my children, with a needle. My son has actually taken over all of his own injections, though he still prefers me to do his finger pricks to test his blood sugar levels. (The finger pricks usually hurt more than the injections.) The Ace of Swords also indicates a victory, and just yesterday my son said to me, "I think we're managing this diabetes pretty well." We both feel like we have a good handle on things, and we are much more comfortable than were were just a few short weeks ago.
The cat sitting atop the boy in the Ace of Swords, with the gift of a rose in her mouth, reminded me of an unusually sweet love story that occurred while we were in the hospital. My son is like our cat's alpha male. He is the one who grabs the cat when she is in attack mode. Not me. I get afraid of her when she hisses or threatens to claw. But my son is fearless with animals, and he controls her immediately. So I think she has a certain respect for him. She sleeps in his room. She hides under his bed when someone new comes to the house. So anyway, the week while we were at the hospital, my mom and daughters told us that every day, the cat would roam around the house meowing constantly (which she never does). She knew my son was missing and she was searching and calling for him. (I don't think she cared a bit that I was also gone the whole time.) One day, my mom found a few pieces of cat food on my son's bed! Since she's an indoor cat, the closest thing to a "kill gift" she could manage was some of her cat food. She left him an offering. A plea for him to return. (Which is what I thought of when I saw the rose in the cat's mouth in the Ace of Swords.) When we heard that, our hearts were so very touched. My son couldn't wait to go back home to give her some love.
When we got home, the reunion was quite a sight to behold. The cat was crazy in love with my son. She was on his lap the whole time, whether he was on the couch, his bed, or at the dining room table. She followed him around from room to room, making sure he wasn't going anywhere. She guarded the room to his door, and got fiesty when anyone came too near him. It was so funny and so, so sweet. Like the cat in the card, perched atop the boy's head, she attached herself to him to ensure that he would not be leaving her again.
Deck: Joie de Vivre Tarot by Paulina Cassidy (published by US Games Systems, Inc.)
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