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Through the eyes of a writer and traveler 😁! Life and some spiritual musings. |
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Welcome Y'all 🤠. I'm into animal rescue and rights. Positive vibes and activism! 😻🙏 It's been interesting for the past 20 years. Good folks on here and a great 😃 writing community. It's time for rethinking my writing and growing as a person . Sharing how to help others and ourselves 😉 has always been my motivation! Hugs 🤗 to new and old peeps! " The journey of 10,000 miles Begins with one step 🪜. --Lao Tzu What you don't like Don't do to another. Rabbi Hillel Do unto others as you would have someone Do unto you. Jesus 🙏 |
| Hi y'all 👋 2025 is supposed to be a strange year according to Astrology. It's starting off not very good. The tragedy in New Orleans and now the fires in California. And many other people involved in situations like that 😔. I was going to write ✍️ about my stomach issues but not for now. It's bad I can say it. Hopefully not fatal. So maybe there is still time for me to get writing done this year! I found my way to Jackson's Facebook page and just felt like writing. I decided to copy it here just because. Blessings 🙏 and thanks for my friends here who keep me supported no matter what ❤️🌈.... I believe you can hear me Jackson, somewhere by that Rainbow Bridge . I feel your presence every day. I look at the little dog toy my grandson gave me 4 years ago sitting on my bed. Just like you used to. You still bring tears to my eyes and soul. I hope you have peace 🕊️ and well always know how much I still love you. I've been very sick and trying to get better. They looked inside and there were a lot of ulcers. I haven't been able to keep up on this page or most of my Writing.Com except my blog and a vignette I wrote for a contest. She's sick and will get back to judging it when she can. So we started this page together almost 5 years ago. You passed on Jan 28, 2020. That was a terrible year. My grandson ended his life. His mom didn't want me in hers My friend and teacher passed away from COVID. It still hurts writing about it all. I keep wanting to write ✍️ an article about you. I have pictures that come up on Facebook in my memories. As if you were still here. As if you never were taken from me in death. I want to write about how we saved you and the good times. I still remember how many things you destroyed also. And had to be replaced, not all could. The damage was done before we ever met. You were half dead and probably were hungry for your whole 3 months. I didn't know about separation anxiety in puppies. I didn't know a lot but I did My best. They said " I gave you the best 6 months you could ever have" Then they put you to sleep after we gave you treats. I felt your spirit pass through me ❤️. Then you were gone 😞. I throw myself on you Saying I love you Zei Guzent Be well. That moment forever ♾️ with me every day and night. |
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