My cat had always been with me, following by my side as I grew up. During my grandmother's sickness, through every foster family I went through, we were together when I ran away to my village, just the entire time.
Although my baby hadn't always lived with me, sadly I couldn't just take my cat into other families homes. So it had to stay outside and come over every few days, but my cat was there every time when I needed it.
When I had my first own apartment, I had to collect my baby from the village, it would rest when it wasn't by my side, and since then, I could actively take responsibility.
Everyone should have someone who would be constantly by their side, it was a good feeling, an important feeling that strengthened the confidence one would walk through life with.