National Blogging Day of Remembrance

Loss of a Friend

Losing a friend is never easy. Sometimes there is an argument, sometimes a misunderstanding, sometimes it's just time to move away and move on. I can recall the piece that was making it's way around the Internet discussing how sometimes people come into your life for a reason or a season. Then they go out just as quickly as they meandered into your life. But sometimes they just die.

Wow. That sounds so cold..."just die"...but in this case, it's true.

I'm old enough to have lived life a little. I've been married and divorced, I've traveled to many places, I've lived on the East Coast and the West Coast, I've bought and sold homes, moved countless times, and have loved and lost at least 2 dozen pets, but I very rarely have lost a friend in the way that I've just lost my friend. She died. And I am very sad.

You see, I really haven't known this person for a very long time...only seven months, but she was the type of person, that special type of person you just grow an attachment to; develope a bond with for no other reason but you have a gut feeling...intuition and the deep down reality that the person was just So. Damn. Special.

What makes this situation even worse is she took her own life. I'm still trying to wrap my head around that one. She definately had more than her share of issues; physical and emotional. On the outside, she looked like she had it all together, was coping and was happy. I admired her for the strength she exhibited and how she took one day at a time, took one step and then another and kept going! She was intellegent and funny and amazing. I know now that on the inside, things were very different. I wish I could have seen the inside. Not only have seen it, but been able to prevent the unthinkable act that ocurred, but I couldn't and I didn't.

My heart is breaking for her family, her boyfriend, her other friends that I never got to meet and it's breaking for all those people around me who go through some type of hell every day and hide it from everyone until one day, they just can't take it anymore.

Rest in Peace, my dear, dear friend. I'm just glad that I got the chance to hug you and tell you that I loved you. I will miss you.

Hope...

Hope is the sunshine that filters through my bedroom window in the morning. Hope is the purrs of my cats as they lie on my yoga mat while I try to breathe through the pain in my hips as I begin my morning practice. Hope is the cup of tea made with love by my husband even if he was up half the night trying in vain to sleep, but can't. Hope is the sound of my brother's laughter even though he lives with debilitating headaches day after day. Hope is in the eyes of every teenager struggling to find herself in the maze of life. Hope is found in every person who puts one foot in front of the other and continues on in spite of the depression, the hurt, the endless prescriptions and blank faces of humanity. Hope is all of us who are reaching out to offer friendship and laughter, to hold a hand or send a hug halfway across the world to people who are only photos on a blog or a social media site, and hope is taking a deep breath and continuing on, not so much for yourself, but for others that need to know that there is someone else out there...struggling and living and smiling...YOU are hope.

Loki Finds a HOME!!!

Great news on the animal adoption front. My awesome friend Laura jumped in and found a home for Loki last week. She is now in her forever home in Anaheim, CA with a wonderful couple and a new doggie friend.

Well Done Laura!

Loki needs a home...

My husband and I have 3 cats and an iguana. We like to travel and our families live out of state. When planning a vacation or overnight trip, we must consider our pets.

So last month, when searching for a pet sitter in order to take a trip to Pennsylvania to visit my Mom, we were lucky enough to find KC. She is an absolute gem! She came to visit our cats twice every day, fed the iguana and misted him; she even watered the plants. She sent
pictures of our critters EVERYDAY !! I trusted her with my four-legged family. Hell! I would trust her with my life.
Now she needs some help. A few months ago, she found a miniature pincher puppy in the park near her apt. She took the cutie pie in and has been loving and caring for her ever since. The pup gets along with other dogs, with children and with her cat Stitch. She just found out that although she can have a cat in the apartment, dogs are forbidden. This puts KC in the horrible position of having to find a loving home for her pup.ASAP! Can you help? They are in Long Beach, Ca. I have more info if you are interested. Just leave a comment here with an email address and I will contact you. Please help if you can.
Thanks.
And *hugs*
Maggi

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Waiting...

Waiting at a hospital for a loved one having surgery is not something that I particularly like to do, but very necessary.

Waiting for anything is contrary to out "must have it now" society, but this kind of waiting is nerve-racking. I will just let my faith help me through this period and see me safely to the other side.

My husband had to relinquish his wedding ring before the surgery, so it's on my finger for now. It's giving me a great deal of comfort. But I cannot wait to place it back on his finger, especially since we will be celebrating our 4th wedding anniversary next week. So I will look forward to that day with joy and look back on today with relief...as soon as he's safely out of surgery. Until then, I'm in this uncertain place; praying for the man I love.