“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.” Thornton Wilder The year my Azrael passed away was the last time my basketflowers bloomed in my garden. Four years ago. Yes, in nature everything has a season and a timeline. I know that all too…
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An Open Letter to Tesla’s Breeder
This month marks the second year anniversary of my Tesla’s passing. My heart still aches for her every day. Cancer still f*%king sucks! On her birthday anniversary on November 2, 2017, I wrote a letter to her breeder. I wanted the breeder to know what she brought into my life and what the breeder did…
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Forgotten Winds 