My cat of seven years was hit by a car this week. It was really difficult because he had moved with me to five different apartments into my first home. I adopted him at the start of my graduate program and he was with me for the start of my career. He got me throw losses, heartbreaks, and so much more. I’ve been a little lost without him, but am healing.
Christine
I’ve been avoiding writing this story for a couple weeks now. So I think, perhaps, I won’t. I’m not ready to call upon the dark memories and struggles that entails the loss of my 4-year-old son...
God claimed me as His when I was a young child. I’ve always known He was there and even when I forget who I am, where I’m going or why life is the way it is, He has my heart and gives me...