Guest post: Forever Loved: Verde
How lucky I am to have had someone who makes saying goodbye so hard. My heart may be shattered (again), but the pain is worth it. She was worth it.
How lucky I am to have had someone who makes saying goodbye so hard. My heart may be shattered (again), but the pain is worth it. She was worth it.
She was not polished, but she shone. She was not fancy, only perfect. She went by Silver, but her heart was solid gold.
I have worked in animal rescue for over 23 years, and I genuinely mean it when I say I love each and every animal that crosses my path. Sometimes, however, one just hits your heart even harder and you know they belong with you.
The smallest trees can hold the sweetest nests. With no fanfare or bluster, one little olive tree sheltered many birds.
Every face on Earth is a face you could love, given enough time. But there are faces so kind, love outruns time.
A great sadness has fallen over Tabby’s Place. The cat who lived and loved beyond limits has crossed beyond our sight.
At Tabby’s Place, we live from the heart. We are so close to life, we can’t shield ourselves from death. We are so familiar with death, we can’t take life for granted. We are so sure of “forever,” we learn many meanings for “home.”
How do we do this? I understand why people ask. If we can answer, maybe we can be ready next time. We can wrap that answer in a handkerchief and carry it in our pockets. The next time sadness is taller than we are, we can grasp that answer like a key, or an EpiPen, […]
In a world of lanterns and candles, Abacus was the bonfire. He would love to be remembered as the cat whose fever never broke.
I want to tell you about Tinker, though it may seem there is little to say. I want to tell you about Tinker, though we could not disassemble death in time. I want to tell you about Tinker, because every hair on his head mattered.