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I really never thought the day would come that I would have to live without you. I definitely didn’t think the day would come as soon as it did. You were too young to die. There was so much more you were supposed to be here for. There are so many things that you are going to miss. How am I supposed to wrap my head around that? Am I actually supposed to have to learn how to survive in a world without you?

It’s not fair. I was not prepared to say goodbye to someone who meant so much to me. I was definitely not ready to have to continue on without you. I was the absolute luckiest person in the world to have you in my life, but I am the most unlucky to have to figure out how to move forward without my favorite person. I was lucky then. But heaven is the lucky one now.

Heaven gets you. It gets my best friend. Heaven gets to have the person who was supposed to be there for me no matter what. It gets the one person that I never thought I’d have to learn to live without and it is so lucky for that. Any person or place that gets to have you is the absolute luckiest in the world.

You were the greatest person. I think anyone and everyone that has crossed paths with you knows that. I don’t think anyone could find a bad thing to say about you if they tried. You were the best. You were everything that I will strive to be for the rest of my life. You were the best person I have ever known.It’s hard to believe that your life had to get cut short. There were so many more amazing things that you could have done. There were so many more people you could have helped. It just doesn’t seem right. It doesn’t seem right that heaven gets to have that person instead of all of the people here that still need you.

I talk to you often. I talk to you, assuming you are still here. I like to think that even though you are so far away in heaven (wherever that actually is) that you are still present in my everyday life, watching and guiding me every step of the way.

I know you are. I feel you with me all of the time. When little things happen, I know it’s you right there next to me. I look for the signs you send me. I see them all of the time. I am sure it’s you. I know you have never really left me, and that is the most comforting part of all of this.

I guess what really makes me the luckiest is that I have someone that made saying goodbye, or as I like to say, “see you later”, so very hard. I was lucky because you were mine. Even though our time got cut short, I got to spend the time I had loving and cherishing you. I will never forget you. I will always love you. To heaven and back.

Losing someone you love, too young, too soon, or at a time that you were absolutely not ready to. For whatever the reason, you weren’t ready to have to deal with the pain that comes with this loss. You were not ready to wake up every day fighting to hang on and continue with your life without the person who means the most to you.

No amount of money, race, religion or sexual orientation will prevent you from having to deal with this pain.

Grief does not discriminate.
It attacks all different kinds of people at times in their life when they least expected it. It has a way of breaking our world apart and leaving us with no possible idea where to turn.

Parents losing children. Young children losing parents. A spouse losing the person they were not ready to spend their life without. For whatever unfair death you are dealing with, it is a kind of pain that is unlike anything you have ever experienced. It is something that no amount of life or knowledge could prepare you for.Grief doesn’t come with a guide. It doesn’t give you a manual of how to navigate through this chaos.

It doesn’t give you any sort of idea of how to continue on with your life pretending everything is okay when actually, every single part of your life world is falling apart.
Grief doesn’t teach you how to help your child through the loss of their parent or sibling way earlier in life than they ever could have imagined. It doesn’t tell you what it will feel like to pick your surviving parent off of the floor when they can’t get themselves up and ready to go back to work. Grief doesn’t give you the slightest idea of what it will be like to watch your family and loved ones go through an unbearable pain while there is not a thing in the world that could help them.

The thing about grief is, no matter where in life you are or how stable you think everything in your world is, there is no way to prepare yourself for what it will do to you.
There is no way to possibly be ready for the feelings, the pain and the sadness that grief will suffocate you with. It could never be possible to be ready for the heartache and numbness that losing someone you love will do to you.

The positive side? It doesn’t hurt this bad forever. Although grief will always be a part of you, the pain won’t sting this bad forever. One day, you’ll wake up and realize you haven’t cried in two days, and for you, that will be a triumph. There will come a time you will smile again, genuinely smile and laugh and enjoy life again.

Although this person will forever be with you, the pain will subside and you will keep going. You will survive this pain and this mess.

You will come out stronger than you ever were before. You will survive. You will thrive.

I don’t think anyone could have prepared me for the emptiness that I would feel immediately after losing my mom. I don’t think anyone could have helped me be ready for the unfortunate reality that this emptiness never completely goes away, and that this loss creates a void that is impossible to fill.

The worst part about the void that was left the day my mom died, is that I am reminded of it constantly.

I am reminded of it every time I had a bad day and need someone to call who will know how to make things better.

I am reminded of it every time I cross over a new milestone and don’t have my mom to share it with me.

I am reminded of it every time I need advice from an older woman in my life and do not have my mom to turn to.

I am reminded of it every time my friends tell me about their plans with their mom’s and I realize that I will never get to have that again.

I am reminded it on Mother’s Day, and all the days leading up to it.

The void that was left the day my mom died has been one of the most difficult parts of my grief journey. It is the part that never goes away. It is the part that reminds me, every day, that my mom is no longer with me and I will never get to have that relationship with her again.

It is a void that no other person could fill. It is a void in my heart and in my life that was filled by my mom and will never be replaced by someone else. Nor would I want it to be.

Rescue Me Tampa, Florida, animal shelter turned to social media in their hour of need. Not their distress, but the real and heartbreaking distress of two very special puppies. Maggie and Ollie were two bully dogs who were bonded together and left at the shelter by their owners. For a new baby. It’s not uncommon for families to move away from their furry friends when family circumstances change, but dogs suffer greatly. The couple were separated, which contributed to their emotional turmoil. Rescue Me Tampa made the following appeal to their supporters: ,,It is so sad that these two are not even housed together! They have no idea what they did to deserve this. It breaks my heart. They have spent their whole lives together!”

They added: ,,Please take care of them together. They have lost everything they know and love. Although they have no kennels and are not listed as belonging to the same family, they have lived together since they were puppies, so we believe they belong to the same family!”

The two 6-year-old puppies were in a terrible and desperate situation.

Just three days later, the asylum center joyfully announced it on its Facebook page:

,,Maggie and Ollie have been adopted! Maggie has left the building and Ollie is being checked. We will let you know when Ollie leaves thebuilding to be reunited with Maggie. Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you! Her hero was none other than the famous actor Dave Bautista!”

When he took the two puppies home, he excitedly posted about their new family member on his personal Instagram account. He said that they needed him and he needed them.

These beautiful pups have suffered neglect and abuse in the first six years of their lives. And now they will spend the rest of their lives being embraced and loved. We are extremely grateful to the wonderful Tampa animal lovers who worked so hard to get them to safety, find them homes, and most importantly, keep them together.

Ladies and gentlemen, to you: Maggie and Ollie Bautista.

Lisa Bricker, director of development for Frankie’s Friends, a nonprofit pet foundation, spoke to TODAY:

,,He has an incredible heart for animals, but I think what’s even more beautiful about the way he cares for pit bulls is that it’s such a transparent, loving and humble way to reach out to dogs and make a real connection.”

According to reports, the “Guardians of the Galaxy” actor is allocating them “temporary kennels” and “doggie doors everywhere” on Bautista’s “vast, fenced-in property.”

,,I was so happy to read that you adopted two dogs Dave Bautista. Thank you so much for your love of animals.”

While the internet praises him, Bautista is enjoying the good life with his two wonderful and deserving dogs.

This is a great story, I love the ending, the reunion and what a wonderful thing Dave did.

Congratulations to the new family!

Can you imagine replacing your puppies with a baby? Let us know what you think in the comments!

It sucks. It is sad. It is lonely. It is heartbreaking. It is life-changing. It is painful. It is tragic. It is pathetic. It is devastating. It is depressing… It is just so damn bad. You feel as if your life will never go on. There is a void that can never be filled, because there is no other love in this world like the love of a mother. There is so much that she has missed and will miss. It rips you up and tears you down. You feel empty; you feel lost. It leaves a huge gaping hole in your heart that will never, ever heal. It messes with your mind. It brings anger into your heart, anger that you know your mother wouldn’t want you to feel, but you feel it anyway.

You’ll miss her, probably more than you’ll ever miss anybody in this entire world. It’s a rollercoaster of emotions. One minute you’ll be at peace with her death, the next you’ll feel the heart-wrenching feeling that she is never coming back. Hearing her name will pull at you; it will leave you feeling unsettled, especially when you know that she is missing extreme milestones in your life. It is dark. It is upsetting. It is miserable. There’s regret, there’s guilt, and there is an extreme feeling of loss that could never, EVER, EVER, be replaced. But when you think of her, as a person rather than a lost loved one, and all of the moments the two of you have shared together, each and every lovely memory will flood through your mind.

Think of her before she died. The love she had for you will always outweigh her death. She didn’t leave you because she wanted to; she left because there were other plans for her, and she was greater than this world. When you think of your mother, you feel happiness; you feel content; you feel loved; you feel overwhelmed; you feel enamored; you feel comfort; you feel lifted; you feel blessed; you feel honored; you feel inspired; you feel hopeful; you feel strong; you feel brave; you feel encouraged; you feel like you again.

And when you finally realize that life continues on, you realize you are here to live it, and live it for her. You remember the kind of life she wanted for you, and that’s a happy life. You feel her in the wind and you see her in the stars, she visits you in your dreams and she guards you with all of her heart. But most importantly, when you think of your mother, remember that she is constantly guiding you and sending you love when you need it the most. You will feel refreshed, you will feel her hug, you will feel her heart and that is when you will feel brand new. And each and everyday you will realize that you have all of these feelings, because you were lucky enough to call her your mother.

This post is part of Common Grief, a Healthy Living editorial initiative. Grief is an inevitable part of life, but that doesn’t make navigating it any easier. The deep sorrow that accompanies the death of a loved one, the end of a marriage or even moving far away from home, is real. But while grief is universal, we all grieve differently. So we started Common Grief to help learn from each other. Let’s talk about living with loss.

After my mother’s sudden passing two years ago on this date, I’ve haphazardly stumbled my way through the grieving process, having spent much of the past two years adrift in the wreckage of unfathomable heartache and a sea of designer shopping bags. But despite the mood-boosting qualities of impulse purchases, my new wardrobe additions have failed to piece back together the shards of my own shattered identity.

As I’ve struggled to find meaning in a world that seems predictably unpredictable and utterly cruel at times, I’ve come to the conclusion that what has emerged is the stark reality of ineffable loss and the endowment of a profound wisdom understood too early. Acutely aware that the 2nd anniversary of her death has been quickly approaching, I’ve spent countless hours reflecting on all I’ve ascertained about life and my mother’s premature death and today I’m sharing ten internal revelations nobody ever tells you about losing your mother.

Her passing will become a defining moment in your life. You will start to organize the memories of your life into two very distinct repositories of experience as if plotted chronologically on a timeline – when your mother was alive and after her death. In fact, as the calendar pages flutter in the breeze, a decreasing segment of my closet is now mom-approved.

You will search for ways to make full the void before realizing that such a gaping injury to your heart is ultimately irreparable. Even the Bergdorf’s after-Christmas sale will fail to rehabilitate your aching spirit as you struggle to adjust to a life that feels forever incomplete.
Life is now fractured through a prism, dampening light as never before. That fierce pair of Louboutin boots at Barney’s you were eyeing suddenly just seem like a superfluous irrelevance. You will make that purchase another day.

The person you were before she died is forever altered by this cataclysmic event; you will morph into a more vulnerable iteration of yourself, emerging with a deeper appreciation of life and enhanced compassion for others. This reservoir of tenderness for others will translate into a deeper empathy for others and you are poised to become a better mother, spouse, friend and neighbor.

You will emerge inherently mindful of life’s complexity, and forever feel more grown-up. When my mother, keeper of my childhood memories, passed away, I was recklessly catapulted over an invisible barrier to a requisite maturity. I was just 35 at the time. Although a mother myself, the child in me was inextricably tethered to my mother. In her absence, I often find myself foraging for her spot-on guidance, wisdom and unfiltered critiques of my wardrobe choices I so desperately still need.

You will begin to contemplate the transient nature of all living things and develop a vivid, visceral knowledge of your own fleeting mortality. You will examine and parse out what critically matters and re-formulate your core values. You will become less willing to put up with people who waste your time. And you will learn how to draw hard lines, unapologetically say no, and engage in guilt-free pampering sessions.

Sadness will wash over you at the most unexpected and inconvenient times. Discrete circumstances can cause you to sense your mother’s absence more acutely, such as when your child reaches a new milestone or you stumble upon a pair of Manolo’s at Off Fifth and experience the dire urge to share it with her. During such vulnerable moments, the wound is re-opened and triggers what may best be described as “mommy-missing feelings.”
You will find solace in doing the things she loved doing. My mother was an excellent cook. After she passed away I discovered her hand-written recipes tucked in a drawer, a proverbial cheat sheet to create her signature delicacies. With this revelation I’ve since been able to celebrate her life by cooking the recipes so sweetly reminiscent of my childhood. As the aromas that I so deeply miss waft through my kitchen, I’m comforted by my mother’s presence.

You will come to understand that it’s not solely the relationship you had with your mother that you grieve, but also the relationship you could be having now. In motherhood, when the ambiance may fluctuate between peace and pandemonium instantaneously, my mother was my pillar of strength. I long for the powerfully soothing tone of her voice assuring me that I’m not alone in the world.

You will learn that love is more potent than death. My relationship with my mother is one which transcends the limitations of the physical realm. It will endure in perpetuity. Her essence impacts virtually every decision I make and the principals and morality she so deeply ingrained in me escort me through each new challenge I now face without her. I detect glimpses of her whenever I peer into the mirror. And by living my life in a manner I know would make her most proud, she will continue to live on through me always.

It might not be too often someone involved in a terrifying car crash walks away finding something positive, but it gave one woman a first-hand look at the generosity of strangers.

Laura Chinchak, of Taylor, was involved in a crash at the intersection of Ecorse and Middlebelt roads in Romulus on June 2.

Romulus police confirmed the crash and that Chinchak’s car rolled twice.

Inside the car with Chinchak was her little pit bull named Iliana.

According to Chinchak, she suffered a few injuries and Iliana was pretty banged up from the crash.

Aside from being stunned by the incident, Chinchak said she was amazed how people came to their aid.Chinchak was so overwhelmed at the time, she said she doesn’t remember the names of people who sprang into action at the scene, but recalls some fact sshe felt compelled to recognize and share publicly on her social media account.

“Thank you to everyone that stopped and helped us,” she posted the following day. “I wanted to say thank you to all the good Samaritans that lifted the car off my dog.”

Among a litany of thank you messages were heartfelt words of appreciation to a man who she recalls crawling inside her vehicle to help pull her and Iliana out to safety.

She said he even picked up her purse and personal items.

“Thank you to the nurse practitioner that stayed with my dog and helped clean her up, as well as the lady in blue scrubs that helped her,” she posted.

In the midst of the chaos, she remembers the generosity of a man who handed over his own dog’s leash when it became clear Iliana’s was missing in the debris.

Chinchak said she hit her head when the vehicle rolled, but she and her dog are physically going to be OK. She said she appreciated the attention the Romulus Police and Fire departments showed her.

They not only did their jobs, she said, but also have checked on her and Iliana since the crash.

Many who read her post, including Reta Man, were inspired by the good nature of so many people who offered their help that day.

“Wow,” Man said. “Now that’s my America, my Michigan, my neighborhood. Reading this made my whole day. So glad you and your pup are OK and thank God for angels.”

Nearly 250 people commented on the post.

One person described the response from strangers as “humanity at its best.”

Carrie Rito-Molino is one of the more than 2,200 people who reacted to the post with care.

“I love to hear about the good people in the world,” Rito-Molino said. “So glad you are both OK. My daughter had that same accident last week in Brownstown and she was fine, too. So scary. Take care and all you Good Samaritans keep up the good work. We see you.”

Kitten paralyzation is a real thing everyone with a cat has experienced. You’ll be sitting down, reading a book or watching TV. You want to get up and go do something, but … there’s a cat asleep on your lap. There’s nothing to be done. You live in that chair now.

A less common subset of kitten paralyzation is when you want to sit in a chair or lay on a couch, but there’s already a kitty sleeping peacefully right in the middle. Well that settles it: You can’t sit there now. This is where Zara the pit bull finds herself in this TikTok, posted to her zara_pitt account.

Zara wants to lay down for a nap, but she encounters a roadblock in the form of her much smaller roommate, Amora. The teensy calico is already fast asleep in the middle of Zara’s giant dog bed, which leaves the 6-year-old pitty with just one alternative.

It’s not a perfect solution, as Zara would be the first to admit. But she gives Amora’s tiny cat bed a try. As the sweet girl tries her hardest to make the best of the situation, we pan back over to Amora, sleeping peacefully in the exact center of a bed that’s three times larger than she needs.

Doggos can be weird, so it might be your first reaction to think, “Maybe that’s just their arrangement. Maybe Zara likes the tiny bed.” To which I say, look at this face:The tiny bed is not Zara’s first choice. This is clearly the face of a dog who Doesn’t Want to Make Waves.

“Of course it fits me,” the caption of the second video reads. No, sweet Zara, it doesn’t. You know it, I know it, every one of the folks who’ve viewed the two videos 3.8 million times knows it, and, most importantly, Amora knows it.

Kitten paralyzation is an affliction, and there is no cure.

 

Caitlin woke up one morning to see that a homeless dog had actually roamed onto the property in the middle of the night.

The video footage from the safety and security video camera showed the canine walking the driveway, so she put out some water to see if he ‘d return.

As well as he did, and this continued for the following 6 or 7 weeks …

She called a rescue and began leaving tracks of food to obtain the canine into the backyard. Ultimately she was able to tempt him all the way into a pet crate, and also she named him Henry.

Caitlin was so eased that the canine was lastly safe as well as protected! She was moving into a rental home soon and couldn’t bring him along, but she was going to make sure he wound up in the excellent circumstance.

As well as I got ta state, I assume Henry found the area in life!

Kentucky Humane Society (KHS) is doing everything in their power to conserve the life of a malnourished pup discarded in cardboard box outside the shelter.

On the early morning of September 17, a KHS staff member named Warren found a taped cardboard box with air holes typed the sides and also “Found Aid Me” created on it.Yet what team located inside brought them to rips.

“The young pet dog’s inflamed skin was raw and inflamed from infection, he was missing out on nearly all of his fur, as well as he was bloody from the sores that covered his thin body. He was so weak from demodectic manage and also malnutrition that he might not also base on his very own,” posted the sanctuary.

The sickly puppy was right away seen by a veterinarian that started treating his infections and lowering his discomfort. This bad pup has actually been suffering for months to be in the state he remains in.

They approximate the pup to be 6-8 months old however say his development was stunted because of lack of nutrition. He weighs just 15 extra pounds and has a lengthy road to healing. The shelter was uncertain if he would certainly make it via the weekend because of all the infections as well as his endangered body immune system, but the little guy is a fighter.

KHS asked for name ideas for the pup, and after obtaining lots of excellent choices, they made a decision to name him Liam.

It is an Irish name that means “guardian” wrote the sanctuary in an article that informed followers the dog had deviated for the worse. On Tuesday, they shared Liam had actually checked favorable for parvovirus, a significant as well as potentially deadly infection.

He is getting round-the-clock emergency treatment, but due to his poor health the sanctuary is unsure if Liam has the toughness to pull through.

Nevertheless, they are not quiting and are requesting for contributions to assist cover clinical expenses as well as great deals of petitions.

Remain updated on Liam’s progression on KHS’s Facebook web page.