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After the ashes

When you are in a hopeless situation, every day is Ash Wednesday. You don’t need a smudge on your forehead. You wear grief like a tattoo. You don’t need someone to say, “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” You remember all too well. But when you are a Tabby’s Place […]

In Memory: Pepper

It has taken me two weeks to get the emotional strength to write this post.  I figured I had cried myself dry and I knew that putting this down on “paper” would reopen the wounds.  But it had to happen. Today is the day.