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Today was the hardest and saddest day of my life......today our family had to bury our beautiful ...
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Today was the hardest and saddest day of my life......today our family had to bury our beautiful angel.....A Beautiful MOTHER to her 7 children......a beautiful GRANDMOTHER to all her crazy and great grandkids.......but today GOD took a great ANGEL too great for this world to hold on to.....she's ... Today was the hardest and saddest day of my life......today our family had to bury our beautiful angel.....A Beautiful MOTHER to her 7 children......a beautiful GRANDMOTHER to all her crazy and great grandkids.......but today GOD took a great ANGEL too great for this world to hold on to.....she's in heaven now with GOD.....she may not be here with us physically but she will always be us in spirit....and she always live through us in our hearts...this beautiful angel will never be forgotten......DESCANSE EN PAZ....Mi abuelita HERMOSA.....May 22 1941- November 13 2018
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So it's my birthday today Lotsssss on my mind Kept feeling something was missing for the earlier ...
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So it's my birthday today Lotsssss on my mind Kept feeling something was missing for the earlier part of the day then I realized this is my first birthday without my mother. In the last 8years she'd always been the very first person to wish me well on my birthday and we'd end up talking for hours. ... So it's my birthday today
Lotsssss on my mind
Kept feeling something was missing for the earlier part of the day then I realized this is my first birthday without my mother. In the last 8years she'd always been the very first person to wish me well on my birthday and we'd end up talking for hours. To say I miss her doesn't even begin to cut close........ But then, I'm blessed..... With amazingly beautiful people all around me. Despite that I hid my birthdate so Facebook won't send people reminders, I still got such an overwhelming influx of well wishes both on and offline and a very amazing gift which I'd share with you all soon... This here is one grateful babe who appreciates every single person who took time out to send me lovely thoughts, gifts, prayers and all round well wishes.
Thank you and Thank you

I'm grateful for how far I've come.
I'm excited for what's ahead
I'm charged up to fight harder even when all I want to do is bury my head and vanish.
I'm hopeful for a beautiful future because I know I'm going places to do great things.

Cheers to an amazing year.

Lots of love, hugs and kisses
Damilola Adeyemi HMD

Oh special shout out for my lovely pictures
Makeup :@jonaksmeikova (she's the bestest)
📷: Niyi Adekoya
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Reading about what happened this weekend on the duck boat incident in the states. So sad. My prayers ...
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Reading about what happened this weekend on the duck boat incident in the states. So sad. My prayers are with all the people on board that boat! Please go to @hollyrpeete for the go fund me for this family. #Repost @hollyrpeete ・・・ Please join me and saying prayers for this beautiful family ... Reading about what happened this weekend on the duck boat incident in the states. So sad. My prayers are with all the people on board that boat! Please go to @hollyrpeete for the go fund me for this family.
#Repost @hollyrpeete
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Please join me and saying prayers for this beautiful family that lost nine members in this tragic duck boat accident in Missouri. I watched the mother Tia stoically and bravely get through a heartbreaking press conference today answering some pretty ridiculous and insensitive questions IMO 😒. She is a strong #autism mom and that may explain her courage today. When asked what her message would be to each one of her family members when it came to Reese - her oldest son with autism -she said “I would say to him ‘Don’t worry about what the world puts on you —make your own New World’” .....and now I’m crying so hard I gotta go to sleep😢💔🙏🏽
Please PLEASE donate to the #gofundme in my link to help this poor woman bury nine of her family members....
This photo was taken right before they went on the boat🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
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This is beautiful #Repost from @casslangton ・・・ "Once Jesus is clearly dead—he has stopped crying ...
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This is beautiful #Repost from @casslangton ・・・ "Once Jesus is clearly dead—he has stopped crying out, his side is pierced, the sun goes dark, the earth shakes—then what? A few of Jesus’ less famous followers, along with some women and his mother, requested the body so that they could bury ... This is beautiful #Repost from @casslangton ・・・
"Once Jesus is clearly dead—he has stopped crying out, his side is pierced, the sun goes dark, the earth shakes—then what? A few of Jesus’ less famous followers, along with some women and his mother, requested the body so that they could bury it. After being given Jesus’ body, Joseph of Arimathea “wrapped Him in the linen cloth and laid Him in a tomb,” while Mary Magdalen and his mother watched. The echo of the Christmas story is hard to miss: Mary wrapped her son in linen and laid him in a manger; now another Joseph wraps him in linen and lays him in the tomb.

As a mother, I cannot hear these passages without imaging Mary’s thoughts, an imaginative exercise that the Gospel’s allusion virtually demands. As Mary watched her son being wrapped for his burial, she must have remembered his small, infant body that she wrapped so many times. As she viewed the bloody wounds, she must have remembered skinned knees and an array of small cuts and bruises she had kissed and made better in his childhood. Now, the broken body of her son was beyond her motherly skill and care. So she watched while Joseph wrapped him for the last time before laying him in the tomb." - Jessica Anne Hughes #silentsaturday #reflections #sundayscoming #pieta #favourite #michaelangelo
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(Trigger Warning) You are the man who murdered my baby sister 4 years, 7 months and 1 day ago. Angela ...
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(Trigger Warning) You are the man who murdered my baby sister 4 years, 7 months and 1 day ago. Angela Marie Long. Mother. Sister. Daughter. Friend. You took 18 swings at her head and face with a claw hammer. You wrapped her head in a towel and you mounted her lifeless body to claim it for your own. ... (Trigger Warning)
You are the man who murdered my baby sister 4 years, 7 months and 1 day ago. Angela Marie Long. Mother. Sister. Daughter. Friend. You took 18 swings at her head and face with a claw hammer. You wrapped her head in a towel and you mounted her lifeless body to claim it for your own. You are the type of monster I have to explain really exists to my children and it’s not fair. You are a destroyer of beautiful things, a darkness that consumes. I’ve never written your name down until now. I’ve only spoken it out loud a few times. Because for the past 4 years, 7 months and 1 day, I didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of having been remembered, of having been thought of. I refused and will continue to refuse to let you take up space, to let you take up my time or energy. Today you got to plea out, take the easy road. Today you got to enter a guilty plea while maintaining your innocence because you can’t remember what you did. So I will remind you. On August 16th I will stand in front of you one more time and say these things and more to you and then I will forget you. I will bury you so deep down that I forget your face after a little while. The next time you see me, you will be eligible for parole and I will wake up the anger inside me again, uncover the pain I have shoveled over, and I will be there to tell all over again how you’ve forever changed the path of my life, how I am raising a little girl as my own because you took her mother, how peace and forgiveness are not yet yours to have. Remember Angela’s face every day. Be tortured by it every day. The only penance you can pay is to feel the pain. And you have a very large one to pay. So get started.
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Tomorrow we bury Sarah Elizabeth Russell Mann. She fought the brave fight...over and over and over...and ...
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Tomorrow we bury Sarah Elizabeth Russell Mann. She fought the brave fight...over and over and over...and lost that earthly battle on Easter Sunday surrounded by her family. Today the sisters, her husband Michael, and I lined the beautiful cherry wood casket made by an old family friend. ... Tomorrow we bury Sarah Elizabeth Russell Mann. She fought the brave fight...over and over and over...and lost that earthly battle on Easter Sunday surrounded by her family. Today the sisters, her husband Michael, and I lined the beautiful cherry wood casket made by an old family friend. To participate in all of life’s stages brings tears and laughter and pain and also healing. Just before she died, Sarah looked at her large family and said “We did it!” Yes indeed, Dear, and we continue to “do”. smilingwithsarah.com
#mysideofthelens #brightsadness
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Go see 8 of my paintings, on view now @penandbrushnyc *these photos are details from, Rosemarie ...
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Go see 8 of my paintings, on view now @penandbrushnyc *these photos are details from, Rosemarie 2018, Acrylic on canvas 30 x 40” My paintings are built up layer upon layer, not unlike glazing. This gives the skin the appearance of depth, where I bury the veins deep beneath the surface. Rosemarie ... Go see 8 of my paintings, on view now @penandbrushnyc *these photos are details from, Rosemarie 2018,
Acrylic on canvas 30 x 40” 🐜
My paintings are built up layer upon layer, not unlike glazing. This gives the skin the appearance of depth, where I bury the veins deep beneath the surface.
Rosemarie is an imagined lady. When I painted her, I thought she might be someone who is trying very hard to make it work. Whatever “it” is, I do not know. Maybe that particular day, she was feeling pretty, despite any hardships. I really love her face, it’s beautiful and kind, and believe it’s one of my best paintings to date. The wood floor, the perspective.. It all has the feeling of warmth, but maybe the world around her is caving in. A comfortable feeling, that is damaging, as it is familiar.
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Tomorrow we will bury my mother. God gave her 91 years, and we are thankful. Tonight God gave us a beautiful ...
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Tomorrow we will bury my mother. God gave her 91 years, and we are thankful. Tonight God gave us a beautiful sunset behind the cemetery where her graveside service will be held. I was reminded of the lyrics of the old song: "Beyond the sunset, oh blissful morning When with our Savior, heaven ... Tomorrow we will bury my mother. God gave her 91 years, and we are thankful. Tonight God gave us a beautiful sunset behind the cemetery where her graveside service will be held. I was reminded of the lyrics of the old song: "Beyond the sunset, oh blissful morning
When with our Savior, heaven is begun;
Earth's toiling ended, oh, glory dawning--
Beyond the sunset when day is done." Mom's toiling days are over as she enjoys the matchless beauty of being in the presence of Jesus, her Savior and Lord.
Good night for now, Mom! We'll see you again in that eternal morning! #beyondthesunset #sunset #kentucky #breathittcounty #farewellfornow #loveyoumama
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Back in the 1890s, there was this man called Ko’olau and his wife Pi’ilani. Ko’olau was a farm hand, ...
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Back in the 1890s, there was this man called Ko’olau and his wife Pi’ilani. Ko’olau was a farm hand, he was a ranchman and he ended up getting leprosy and his son got leprosy. And back in the day they used to take all the Hawaiians and ship them over to Molokai - they wouldn’t let them bring anyone ... Back in the 1890s, there was this man called Ko’olau and his wife Pi’ilani. Ko’olau was a farm hand, he was a ranchman and he ended up getting leprosy and his son got leprosy. And back in the day they used to take all the Hawaiians and ship them over to Molokai - they wouldn’t let them bring anyone who wasn’t infected. So Ko’olau was not allowed to bring his wife. He said no, they tried to force him. He shot the sheriff, and he shot others that tried stop him from being with his. They ran up into the hills. So did other lepers.

At this time, marshal law was coming in to Hawaii, and they were overthrowing the Queen; marshal law was trying to make a name for themselves. So you had a lot of sheriffs coming in and they went up to go find this guy, and they hunted him. They brought in a boat the Waialeale, a boat, and they bombed the side of Kauai and the Kalalau Valley. He defended himself against an army.

What ends up happening is that he becomes a hero in Hawaii because here he is, defending against this thing that’s wrong. The army leaves, because these men are dying, for no point or reason, and Ko’olau ends up staying in the mountains and Pi’ilani stays with him.

They bury their son, Pi’ilani buries Ko’olua and then three years later she comes out of the forest. And she writes the whole story in Hawaiian, about 1903.
It’s a beautiful story, the whole things told from her point of view. It’s a poem, these breezes running through this life and this time. It’s an elegy for my people that I want to tell.

#JasonMomoa: Road to Momoa at AOL Build July 8th 2014
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A year ago We started our look book for KOOLAU my passion project Some of my ohana flew over to help. Uncle Titus and Robin @maluhiakinimaka @kala_dacaptain @nicolescherzy @michaelraymondjames Along with @victoriawill and her band of misfits that capture all of it on tin type @madeworn put together the most amazing book and wardrobe provided the perfect setting mahalo to Blaine nick D @keelerpatrick and always my pride @captainriff @paakai97 @jasonericlaciste @lbnagy609 @on_the_roam Aloha j
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Today our angel and her father were laid to rest. Beautiful service and a beautiful burial. Emotions ran sky high today. It’s never easy losing a loved one. No one should ever have to bury a child. You could definitely feel the love today. Surrounded by family, friends, schoolmates and dance ... Today our angel and her father were laid to rest. Beautiful service and a beautiful burial. Emotions ran sky high today. It’s never easy losing a loved one. No one should ever have to bury a child. You could definitely feel the love today. Surrounded by family, friends, schoolmates and dance sisters. Jordan will forever be imbedded in our hearts. May you rest in paradise with your father and siblings. You will forever be a Planet Dance member and we will keep your memory alive. Until we meet again Jordie Locks. 💜💜💜
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#DancingInTheSky #Ballerina #HipHopDancer #BeautifulAngel #JordieLocks 💜💜💜💜💜💜
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Bury your toes in the Earth.. Can you feel that? Can you feel her grains of sand hugging onto you? Look ...
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Bury your toes in the Earth.. Can you feel that? Can you feel her grains of sand hugging onto you? Look outside to the trees.. Can you see that? Can you see her staring back at the same beauty? Take a drink of the fresh rushing waters.. Can you taste that? Can you taste the refreshing support ... Bury your toes in the Earth..
Can you feel that?
Can you feel her grains of sand hugging onto you?
Look outside to the trees..
Can you see that?
Can you see her staring back at the same beauty?
Take a drink of the fresh rushing waters..
Can you taste that?
Can you taste the refreshing support that flows through you?
Run your hands through the flowers..
Can you smell that?
Can you smell the fragrance of her love?
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Can you hear that?
Can you hear her cry out for help?
-somewhere from my head
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So many late night thoughts last night about this beautiful place we call Earth. If only everyone realized how great a deep connection with her would do for themselves. She helps us grow and learn more about ourselves if you spend the time allowing it. It saddens me to see people take advantage and trash this planet without second guessing it.
I challenge you to pick up every piece of trash you pass by and to use the least amount of plastic possible. OH also recycle everything you can every day. Much love for you all
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On a side note, sharing my first poem on instagram with you guys.. so nerve racking!! Writing will always be an easy way to express my thoughts and feelings and you’ll probably see more :)🦋
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I was probably twelve or so when in 1999 I bought "Bury the hatchet" by The Cranberries. I spent all ...
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I was probably twelve or so when in 1999 I bought "Bury the hatchet" by The Cranberries. I spent all my pocket money to get it and put it in my backpack where I hide it from my parents. The album came out with the sad and beautiful "Animal Instinct" and sadness was a trait of my personality back ... I was probably twelve or so when in 1999 I bought "Bury the hatchet" by The Cranberries.
I spent all my pocket money to get it and put it in my backpack where I hide it from my parents.
The album came out with the sad and beautiful "Animal Instinct" and sadness was a trait of my personality back to those days. Track after track Dolores could wipe away the darkness out of my thoughts. Her voice told about sorrowful feelings but she never left me in the cold of these feelings. She made them fertile and made art out of them. So you could still rise again. Begin once again.
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11 is a special number. It’s serendipitous and significant that I’d feel the soft, brilliant little ...
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11 is a special number. It’s serendipitous and significant that I’d feel the soft, brilliant little shift that I do placing my feet firmly on the ground as I make the bed this morning. 11 years ago today. Whew. When you’re an Empath everything that’s wrong hurts. And when you’re an empath ... 11 is a special number. It’s serendipitous and significant that I’d feel the soft, brilliant little shift that I do placing my feet firmly on the ground as I make the bed this morning. 11 years ago today. Whew.

When you’re an Empath everything that’s wrong hurts. And when you’re an empath everything that is lovely simultaneously proves wonderful and beautiful and so brutally and fantastically full of good, still. Good & joy that ultimately is worth it.
There is such a taboo in truly harboring the hurts though.. & unabashedly living it without reservation.
Speaking honestly, I’m way over that.
Feel. Please. Be willing. We need more of you.
There’s a song by @ben_rector ‘The Men That Drive Me Places.’ Give it a spin this morning. I think you’ll get the picture.

Like in these photos of a very bewildered barely 17 year old me & in my life everyday since.. Don’t fall asleep on the ones that’ve held your hand here. Held onto your shins & your skull when your bones were trembling absent any control.
Wherever you’re at, Don’t. Forget. How. Far. You. Have. Come.
If you’re anything like me, STOP allowing everyone & anyone else to dictate how much so or not so you are cool enough or good enough or desirable enough or worth being loved & deserving of being grandiosely treated like it enough. Stop incessantly blaming yourself for others cruelty. But do take responsibility for your own.
Stop apologizing for the milestones and mountain tops others are building their homes on that you’ve experienced nothing of & know nothing about yet. You’re still climbing. Your time is your own.
Yo. In her only wise words, props to Miley right quick, “it’s the climb” anyway.
Whatever your heaven & hell look like, cover the shit in flower petals & dirt of the Earth until you’ve got healthy soil to sink & bury your hands into. Sprout Up. Slowly as you may go. Let the eb & flow be.

It takes so much more strength to stay kind. But, Stay kind. Stay open. Be forgiving. Especially to you. Manifest what is good. And the good will grow. >>
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My beautiful Nana!! She’s so sweet. We were matching yesterday and she wanted a picture together ...
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My beautiful Nana!! She’s so sweet. We were matching yesterday and she wanted a picture together . She has endured so much, stage 4 lung cancer and having to bury both of her children before herself. She is so strong. My beautiful Nana!! She’s so sweet. We were matching yesterday and she wanted a picture together 💕. She has endured so much, stage 4 lung cancer and having to bury both of her children before herself. She is so strong.
My poor nieces (& daughters in 3 & 6 years time & nephews in 10 years time) have no hope of escaping me ...
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My poor nieces (& daughters in 3 & 6 years time & nephews in 10 years time) have no hope of escaping me on social media and that is just the way I intend it to stay . I am always popping in to say hello to my niece on Instagram and on PudStar and her Year Five friends in their group chat iMessage - ‘Hi Girls! ... My poor nieces (& daughters in 3 & 6 years time & nephews in 10 years time) have no hope of escaping me on social media and that is just the way I intend it to stay 😂. I am always popping in to say hello to my niece on Instagram and on PudStar and her Year Five friends in their group chat iMessage - ‘Hi Girls! Mrs Daley here...enough with the emojis/go to bed/just saying HELLO 😂😂...sometimes they love having a chat to me, sometimes everyone goes silent 😜. Clearly I ADORE social media (No! Really?!): I have a beautiful tribe online; I curate my feed so it’s full of joy and positive people; I can be with my online people while stuck at home in my pyjamas; have been incredibly well supported through times of sorrow and joy; have discovered some amazing small businesses that I now love to support; and except for the ‘Unfortunate Incident of 2017’, I have never been torn to shreds online. I am so pleased my children and my nieces and nephews will have social media available to them and if they use it well, are educated in how to best use it, use each platform from the legal age, regularly update their privacy settings, keep away from controversy and use it for good and to feed their soul in a positive manner then I am all for it! You can’t bury your head in the sand over social media and it doesn’t have to be scary...in fact it could be the making of them. My advice? Be a part of the journey with them.
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Beautiful feet and toes. I wish I could bury my nose in between her toes and inhale deeply. <span class="emoji emoji1f60d"></span><span class="emoji emoji1f60d"></span><span class="emoji emoji1f60d"></span> <span class="emoji emoji2764"></span><span class="emoji emoji1f463"></span><span class="emoji emoji1f443"></span>🏽<span class="emoji emoji1f463"></span><span class="emoji emoji1f443"></span>🏽<span class="emoji emoji1f463"></span><span class="emoji emoji2764"></span> @toe_standards #BeautifulToes ...
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Beautiful feet and toes. I wish I could bury my nose in between her toes and inhale deeply. 🏽🏽 @toe_standards #BeautifulToes #BeautifulFeet #FootFetishNation #FootFetish #Feet #FootFetishGang #ILoveFeet #IGFeet #PerfectFeetOfIG #PerfectFeet #PrettyToes #Pez ... Beautiful feet and toes. I wish I could bury my nose in between her toes and inhale deeply. 😍😍😍
❤👣👃🏽👣👃🏽👣❤
@toe_standards

#BeautifulToes #BeautifulFeet #FootFetishNation #FootFetish #Feet #FootFetishGang #ILoveFeet #IGFeet #PerfectFeetOfIG #PerfectFeet #PrettyToes #Pez #Pezinhos #PerfectToes #PrettyFeet #TeamPrettyFeet
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I just can’t have nice things. Basically my life consists of cutting up everything new and redoing it. Cars , trucks , sxs , houses , pools , and today ceilings . Trying not not get upset and go to my happy place but my wife’s at the gym so I can’t just bury my head in her boobs and motorboat them. ... I just can’t have nice things. Basically my life consists of cutting up everything new and redoing it. Cars , trucks , sxs , houses , pools , and today ceilings 😂😂😂. Trying not not get upset and go to my happy place but my wife’s at the gym so I can’t just bury my head in her boobs and motorboat them. So I’m gonna have a monster and just feel grateful that I have a rad wife and beautiful child and a roof over my head even though it pisses water on me 😎
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I AM SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL, JUST TAKE A LOOK AT THAT PERFECT SMILE THE DEVIL TRIED TO BURY? WOOOW HOW CAN ONE PERSON BE THIS PERFECT IN HER OWN WAY.. I AM FILLED WITH POWER,STRENGTH,WEALTH AND LOVE!! ITS IMPOSSIBLE TO FAIL WITH ME... ITS A WIN WIN WITH ME!! I’M CROWNED FOR SUCCESS EVEN WHEN ... 😊I AM SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL,
JUST TAKE A LOOK AT THAT PERFECT SMILE THE DEVIL TRIED TO BURY?
WOOOW😊
HOW CAN ONE PERSON BE THIS PERFECT IN HER OWN WAY..
I AM FILLED WITH POWER,STRENGTH,WEALTH AND LOVE!!
ITS IMPOSSIBLE TO FAIL WITH ME...
ITS A WIN WIN WITH ME!!
I’M CROWNED FOR SUCCESS
EVEN WHEN I FAIL I’M WINNING..
GOD BLESS ME..
GOD BLESS ME FOR ALL OF YOU!!
I AM TOO IMPORTANT TO THIS NATION ...
Ooo BETWEEN I LOVE YOU💐
#KINGTONTO #SPECIALBREED #SEED
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 #MyGod <span class="emoji emoji1f64f"></span>🏽 Praying for God’s Peace to consume Tia’s heart and mind right now in the Name of Jesus • John ...
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#MyGod 🏽 Praying for God’s Peace to consume Tia’s heart and mind right now in the Name of Jesus • John 14:27 • #repost @hollyrpeete ・・・ Please join me and saying prayers for this beautiful family that lost nine members in this tragic duck boat accident in Missouri. I watched the mother Tia ... #MyGod 🙏🏽 Praying for God’s Peace to consume Tia’s heart and mind right now in the Name of Jesus • John 14:27 • #repost @hollyrpeete ・・・
Please join me and saying prayers for this beautiful family that lost nine members in this tragic duck boat accident in Missouri. I watched the mother Tia stoically and bravely get through a heartbreaking press conference today answering some pretty ridiculous and insensitive questions IMO 😒. She is a strong #autism mom and that may explain her courage today. When asked what her message would be to each one of her family members when it came to Reese - her oldest son with autism -she said “I would say to him ‘Don’t worry about what the world puts on you —make your own New World’” .....and now I’m crying so hard I gotta go to sleep😢💔🙏🏽
Please PLEASE donate to the #gofundme in my link to help this poor woman bury nine of her family members....
This photo was taken right before they went on the boat🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
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 #happycollinerday <span class="emoji emoji1f49c"></span>KIRSTEN: She's literally one of the coolest people i've known. She's the best ...
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#happycollinerday KIRSTEN: She's literally one of the coolest people i've known. She's the best person someone can ever look up to& i'm beyond proud of her. She has such a sweet voice. Everything about her is just absolutely incredible, how can someone be that inspiring& talented? She's ... #happycollinerday 💜KIRSTEN: She's literally one of the coolest people i've known. She's the best person someone can ever look up to& i'm beyond proud of her. She has such a sweet voice. Everything about her is just absolutely incredible, how can someone be that inspiring& talented? She's really gorgeous &wise. Her smile is so cute& it makes me happy to know she is too. She made me see the world in a different/better perspective which i'm thankful of. She's a generous and lovely role model I love her so much💜 💚CHRISTIAN: He's literally one of the most handsome& hot guys i ever laid my eyes on😍 his jawline is super fine just as his entire face. Idk i just absolutely love this goofball so much! He changed my life in ways i never imagined. He always manages to make us laugh or smile w/o trying. He's so cute and kind. He's also a true inspiration to this messed up world. if anyone keeps saying bad things about Chris singing i will bury them alive bc CHRIS HAS AN AMAZING DISTURBINGLY SEXY VOICE. I will always be here for him i love him no matter what💚 ❤CRAWFORD: This little boy is the most adorable. The fact that he's all about positivity makes me love him more. We shouldn't be hard on him nor Chris just bc of a stupid 'follows'. They both try their best to follow most of us &tweet us back. Crawf does his best to maintain his relationship with us that includes making us happy &feel better. He taught me how to stay positive during hard times &how to smile through evrything. He's such a weirdo but a really cute one. I love him not only for evrything that he does for us but also for who he is& accepting us as we are❤ 💛KARISMA:where do i begin with this beautiful work of art? She knows how and what to do to make us laugh. She taught me how to deal with life, how to embrace myself& how to be me. She's not only absolutely pretty but also super talented in many different ways. She's super gorgeous&smart! Her obssession w/ pineapples is the cutest. I love her so much not only bc she makes me smile but also for evrything else💛

I TRIED & I HOPE YOU ALL APPRECIATE THAT ILYSM😘 ✨HAPPY COLLINER DAY✨ [TAG THEM PLEASE]
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A lump forms in my throat. This is my family. They care. They fucking care. They were all worried about ...
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A lump forms in my throat. This is my family. They care. They fucking care. They were all worried about me. Family first. I step back and look at Ana. Katherine stands behind her, stroking her hair. I can’t hear what she says. “I’m going to say hi to my girl now,” I tell my parents, before I lose it. ... A lump forms in my throat. This is my family. They care. They fucking care. They were all worried about me. Family first. I step back and look at Ana. Katherine stands behind her, stroking her hair. I can’t hear what she says. “I’m going to say hi to my girl now,” I tell my parents, before I lose it. My mother gives me a teary smile, and she and Carrick step aside. I walk toward Ana and she uncurls herself from her seat on the sofa. She’s a little unsteady when she stands. I think she’s making sure that I’m real. She’s still crying, but suddenly she bolts toward me and into my arms. “Christian!” she sobs. “Hush,” I whisper, and, holding her close, I’m relieved to feel her small, delicate frame pressed against me. I’m grateful for everything that she is to me. Ana. My love. I bury my face in her hair and inhale her sweet, sweet scent. She raises her beautiful, tearstained face to me and I plant a quick kiss on her soft lips. “Hi,” I whisper. “Hi,” she says, hoarse and husky. “Miss me?” / “A bit.” She sniffles. “I can tell.” I wipe her tears away with my fingers. “I thought. I thought—” She sobs. “I can see. Hush. I’m here. I’m here.” I hold her close and kiss her again. Her lips are always so tender when she’s been crying. “Are you okay?” she asks, and her hands are on me. Everywhere, it feels. But I don’t mind; I welcome her touch. The darkness is long gone. “I’m okay. I’m not going anywhere.” / “Oh, thank God.” She wraps her arms around my waist and holds me” [...] — Darker, As Told By Christian. Friday, June 17, 2011. 💗
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Happy 18th Birthday to my beautiful daughter...you’re officially an adult today! The years have ...
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Happy 18th Birthday to my beautiful daughter...you’re officially an adult today! The years have just gone too fast, and sometimes I feel like you’re still the shy little 2 yr old that would bury her face in my shoulder when someone talked to you. But now you have the courage and gumption to sing ... Happy 18th Birthday to my beautiful daughter...you’re officially an adult today! The years have just gone too fast, and sometimes I feel like you’re still the shy little 2 yr old that would bury her face in my shoulder when someone talked to you. But now you have the courage and gumption to sing your heart out in front of an audience with ease and grace. I so admire that about you. 2018 is a big year, yes there are a lot of “lasts”...the last Musical, the last class, the last time you’ll be together with your friends, but don’t forget all of the “firsts” that are magically coming your way. Suddenly the last of the lasts will happen & that will be your new beginning. Embrace it. Love it. Enjoy the journey. As you stand on the edge of adulthood and childhood with your feet planted firmly on both sides of this complicated age, go ahead, it’s okay to be a shy 2 yr old and also don’t be afraid to jump in and be a confident, intelligent woman. There are no rules. Keep rewriting your narrative. Keep pushing yourself in directions you’d never take. I’m so proud of you. I’m so lucky God picked me to be your mom. I’m so excited to watch you grow into adulthood. I’m so honored to be your best friend. I love you. Here’s to you! Happy Birthday, Carrlee Craig❤️
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Tragic is the only word that can be used to describe Kaya’s passing on March 27, 2018. While hiking ...
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Tragic is the only word that can be used to describe Kaya’s passing on March 27, 2018. While hiking on a vacation trip in the mountains, Kaya, full of adventurous spirit, explored her surroundings and stepped onto a ledge of a cliff, must have misjudged its width, and did not survive her fall. ... Tragic is the only word that can be used to describe Kaya’s passing on March 27, 2018. While hiking on a vacation trip in the mountains, Kaya, full of adventurous spirit, explored her surroundings and stepped onto a ledge of a cliff, must have misjudged its width, and did not survive her fall. We found her and were able to take her body back home to Berlin to bury her in our backyard.
This page seemed like the right place to go to seek some sort of closure. Kaya was 13 years old, lived a fantastic and full life and was surrounded constantly by many who loved her dearly. Many of my sweetest memories of Kaya are on this page in some form, and I would like to thank any of you that have been around for a while and supported this page as a way for me to safekeep our moments together.
Kaya, in my family, meant the world. She was perhaps the single most solid, pure and beautiful thing we all had in common. We got her when I was 3 years old, and at 16 I know that I was the luckiest girl in the world to have grown up with a dog like her.
She died exploring the wilderness, trusting herself and daring to adventure. I have gone through every possible scenario in my head and know that nothing I could have done in that moment would have prevented her fall.
Kaya’s spirit rubbed off on all of us for the past 13 years, and will thus live on far beyond any possible lifespan she may have had. I know deep down that even in those last moments, Kaya knew she was loved. She was loved, and I will carry my love for her through whatever the world has in store for the rest of my young life.
Thank you for being a part of my journey with my black-tri buddy.
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Feeling inspired by these big beautiful flowers in my garden right now. So of course I had to bring ...
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Feeling inspired by these big beautiful flowers in my garden right now. So of course I had to bring some inside to spread the joy and fragrance around. I am feeling especially grateful that my daughter loves to bury her nose in all things to see if and how they smell. Then she gifts them to me and ... Feeling inspired by these big beautiful flowers in my garden right now. So of course I had to bring some inside to spread the joy and fragrance around. I am feeling especially grateful that my daughter loves to bury her nose in all things to see if and how they smell. Then she gifts them to me and every other woman she knows. She just instinctively senses that flowers make every woman feel more joyful, adored, and beautiful. Most especially when they’ve been picked by her own hands. ❤️
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Can you imagine your beautiful daughters life being taken away so suddenly NEVER getting a chance ...
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Can you imagine your beautiful daughters life being taken away so suddenly NEVER getting a chance to tell her goodbye or give tht last hug in which she can reciprocate it back. Can you imagine not being able to see her have kids of her own, or to be able to walk down the aisle in a beautiful white ... Can you imagine your beautiful daughters life being taken away so suddenly NEVER getting a chance to tell her goodbye or give tht last hug in which she can reciprocate it back. Can you imagine not being able to see her have kids of her own, or to be able to walk down the aisle in a beautiful white dress on her wedding day 😔 BUT rather have to see her carried away in a box by six people only left with memories and what could have been 😢 I am emotional writing this because I couldn’t imagine ANY of it. We all know we live to die BUT I could not imagine life with out my child in it!!!! 💔💔💔 The first person i ever loved the day i layed eyes on him to just not be here with me anymore 😔 TRAGIC 💔 PLEASE we are asking for help to bury this beautiful young lady.. Who will NEVER get the opportunity to bear children or get married or even find who she was destined to be... Im in tears as a mother i just cant imagine such heartbreak and pain. If anyone would like to help this broken mother bury her daughter... LINK IN MY BIO AND HERS @4ever_birdyfly GREATLY APPRECIATED 😘💔🙏🏽 #REPOS
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// [Snow White & the 7 Dwarfs 1937] So beautiful, even in death, that the dwarfs could not find ...
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// [Snow White & the 7 Dwarfs 1937] So beautiful, even in death, that the dwarfs could not find it in their hearts to bury her... — Which dwarf is your favorite? //
[Snow White & the 7 Dwarfs 1937]
So beautiful, even in death,
that the dwarfs could not find
it in their hearts to bury her...

Which dwarf is your favorite?
"When I was a little girl my mother wore the silhouette headshot of my brothers profile view as well ...
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"When I was a little girl my mother wore the silhouette headshot of my brothers profile view as well as one of myself on a necklace around her neck for years. I’d like to think out of all the beautiful jewelry pieces my father gave her, that one was the one she love the most because she wore all the ... "When I was a little girl my mother wore the silhouette headshot of my brothers profile view as well as one of myself on a necklace around her neck for years. I’d like to think out of all the beautiful jewelry pieces my father gave her, that one was the one she love the most because she wore all the time with every outfit. When she passed away we made the decision to bury her with it. I have been stalking @lepapierstudio for a few years, and am so glad my hubby chose to have our sons own little silhouette to be made for me to wear! I am so picky when it comes to jewelry and other than my wedding ring, this beautiful 14k solid gold necklace is joining among the ranks as my a timeless perfect for every occasion piece of jewelry. Vana was super easy to work with! Pop over to her page and check out all the amazing pieces she creates!"
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My last night on the island... I learnt this years ago about Bali. She, the island works many wonders, ...
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My last night on the island... I learnt this years ago about Bali. She, the island works many wonders, she will weed out those not meant to be here and nurture those who are. If you fight her, with trying to control or rush about, she will throw tigers at you as obstacles to help show the importance ... My last night on the island... I learnt this years ago about Bali. She, the island works many wonders, she will weed out those not meant to be here and nurture those who are.

If you fight her, with trying to control or rush about, she will throw tigers at you as obstacles to help show the importance of letting go, slowing down and finding flow. Once you learn these lessons powerful things can occur... The main thing she will do is take any worries you no longer need and bury them deep into the sea, so they no longer burden you. She, Bali takes this in her spirit and creates light in those who respect her and connect with her beautiful force of nature.
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“Beautiful is the woman that does not allow disappointments to bury her sweetness, she knows creations ...
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“Beautiful is the woman that does not allow disappointments to bury her sweetness, she knows creations needs her love and energy to flourish”. P.S: Never let life knock you!. Compliments of the season “Beautiful is the woman that does not allow disappointments to bury her sweetness, she knows creations needs her love and energy to flourish”. P.S: Never let life knock you!. Compliments of the season ✨
I have never buried anyone before. Today I buried both my mother and my aunt together between my uncle ...
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I have never buried anyone before. Today I buried both my mother and my aunt together between my uncle and his parents. Mom passed away Feb 2017 and we weren’t able to bury her then but when Aunt Heidi passed, I knew I had to place them together. Heidi’s memorial service isn’t until Tuesday, but ... I have never buried anyone before. Today I buried both my mother and my aunt together between my uncle and his parents. Mom passed away Feb 2017 and we weren’t able to bury her then but when Aunt Heidi passed, I knew I had to place them together. Heidi’s memorial service isn’t until Tuesday, but today was a beautiful mark of closure on a very difficult year. ❤️
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(I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We ...
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(I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We didn’t have a lot of pets growing up, but we had a few really good ones. We had a cat named Angel. I don’t like cats, but I loved Angel. She died after ingesting antifreeze. As a little girl, I still remember ... (I know you’re gonna tell me to keep my novel posts for my journal....but I can’t help it 🤷🏼‍♀️) We didn’t have a lot of pets growing up, but we had a few really good ones. We had a cat named Angel. I don’t like cats, but I loved Angel. She died after ingesting antifreeze. As a little girl, I still remember burying her in our backyard by the swingset. Then there was Cubby. She was brought home unannounced by my sister, Summer. She was the best dog a family could ever hope to have. She was so much apart of our family that it was almost like we chose her in the pre-existence. She was my dad’s best gal, always rode shotgun, went wherever he went, and you could always hear her coming by the sound of her collar. We had her for so many good years, but she eventually passed away from old age. My dad made her a special handcrafted wooden box and buried her in Eden. Then there have been too many horses to count. Raft, Josh, Tahoe, and Sundance are just a few of the many loyal horses my dad has owned. This is Sundance in this picture. I grew up with him. He was one of the first horses I felt comfortable and confident riding. He was gentle. He didn’t have one wild or rough bone in his body. He carried me on many horseback rides with my dad through some beautiful mountains. He was the horse we would use for all the grandkids and neighbor kids to ride because we knew he could be trusted with them. He was apart of our family for 20+ years. At nearly 30 years old, we knew he wouldn’t be with us much longer and we finally had to say goodbye to him last week. Saying goodbye to a pet that becomes a part of your life story is never easy, but I’m so grateful for a dad who honors their life and the role they played in the lives of our family enough to respectfully bury them by each other at our own little pet cemetery in Eden. I like to think they’re all real happy together in heaven right now.
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Fourteen years ago, on this day, my mother died. It's strange. Because on this day, I thought I would ...
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Fourteen years ago, on this day, my mother died. It's strange. Because on this day, I thought I would feel different. I woke up, and lit some candles, and made a cup of coffee, and sat down to think about her. But I don't feel different. Though only because I already think about her, and her death, ... Fourteen years ago, on this day, my mother died. It's strange. Because on this day, I thought I would feel different. I woke up, and lit some candles, and made a cup of coffee, and sat down to think about her. But I don't feel different. Though only because I already think about her, and her death, and this day every other day of my life.
Fourteen years. In the fourteen years since my mother died, I cut my hair short thirteen times. I moved to Europe. I went to graduate school. I've fallen in and out of senseless, and sometimes beautiful ideas of love. I wrote a book -- well, a draft of a book, and I lived in New York City like she always wanted to do. I also buried my father, and then all kinds of things happened because, let me tell you, it is awful to bury your parents. And now, I don't know what I'm doing. But the point I want to make is that none of this seemed to have any significance while I was doing it all without her. It's as if, the way I was living, I was only going through the motions, waiting, waiting for her to come back, and see me, and wrap her arms around me to tell me that I did good, that I was good, and that she loved me, and that she was proud.
I remember the day when the knowledge of her death settled in. Then, nine years had passed. I was sitting at the kitchen table at my first apartment in Amsterdam. It was daytime. I remember the light which was bright, white, washing over everything, even me. It felt forgiving.
How it happened was that I wanted to hear her voice. But I couldn't remember it. And that's when the knowledge struck me hard. The pain of it was fast, and immediate, like her death, had just happened. I remember crawling into my bed and curling up into myself, and sobbing. It was the first time I really cried for her.
The last picture we ever made together was right before I drove my car across the country. I was 25. It was a whole month before she fell sick, and nearly two months before she died. Seven weeks to be exact. (Continued in below)
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I love that the idea of instilling an appreciation of beauty in our babes resonates with so many of ...
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I love that the idea of instilling an appreciation of beauty in our babes resonates with so many of you! I think so much of this beauty-shaping journey is about how we respond to the life around us, the spontaneous beauty we encounter. But I'm working on intentional ways I can bring it into our ... I love that the idea of instilling an appreciation of beauty in our babes resonates with so many of you! I think so much of this beauty-shaping journey is about how we respond to the life around us, the spontaneous beauty we encounter. But I'm working on intentional ways I can bring it into our days as well.
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One simple thing I've started doing each week with Rosie is a weekly flower arrangement. It's quick, easy, and inexpensive and something we all enjoy all week! We head to Trader Joe's once a week for groceries and it's one of Rosie's weekly highlights. She pushes the little cart, finds things in our list, and feels so big. Now, we've added picking out some flowers. I love Trader Joe's selection and prices!
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When I first had this idea, I'd tell Rosie we were going to make a flower arrangement and that she could help me pick the flowers and put it together....and I ended up really doing the whole thing because I wanted it a certain way. What does that teach them about beauty? That it has to be "just so" to be beautiful? I listened to myself one week telling her constant no's for flowers she wanted because I had a vision in mind and it made me sad.
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Now, I let her take the lead. I give ideas like "oh I love those colors together" or something, but she gets to choose. This week, she wanted pink because it's her favorite color and white hydrangeas because she remembered me saying they're my favorite.
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When we get home, I get down the white pitcher, fill it with water, help her clip the ends and she goes to town. She'll ask for help here or there. This week she asked where to put them and I said that I loved mixing up the colors. So then she made sure that all the white was surrounded by pink. But there are peach roses sticking out tall all over the place that I would usually push in. There's about ten green stalks where she keeps pulling off flowers to bury in her face and say how good they smell. And I usually would go behind her and fix it. But I'm forcing myself to stop. I don't want to hinder her creativity or show her that what she put together wasn't beautiful enough for mommy. (Finished in comments👇🏻)
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Another day, another beautiful homeschool co-op, this time on an enchanted acreage. 🌳 I was chatting ...
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Another day, another beautiful homeschool co-op, this time on an enchanted acreage. 🌳 I was chatting to the glorious older bloke who helps his daughter with building divine strawbale structures around her property. His latest construction is a beautiful handwelded woven metal structure. ... Another day, another beautiful homeschool co-op, this time on an enchanted acreage. 🌳
I was chatting to the glorious older bloke who helps his daughter with building divine strawbale structures around her property. 🌈
His latest construction is a beautiful handwelded woven metal structure. When I asked him how he was so multi-talented, he said:
💫 “You just have to be happy to make mistakes. If you’re not making mistakes, you’re not learning. And if someone says they don’t make mistakes, it’s because they aren’t making anything. If you’re happy to make mistakes, you can learn anything.”
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It was such a powerful message I had to share. Going to bury it in my creative heart, let it seed. 🌱
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My last moments with my Tia. When I went down to see you last week, I realized I had no pictures with ...
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My last moments with my Tia. When I went down to see you last week, I realized I had no pictures with you. Too busy always enjoying your company. I guess I just never thought about you or abuela leaving this earth anytime soon. I'm so grateful you were at my house every day before the nightmares ... My last moments with my Tia. When I went down to see you last week, I realized I had no pictures with you. Too busy always enjoying your company. I guess I just never thought about you or abuela leaving this earth anytime soon. I'm so grateful you were at my house every day before the nightmares began and God gave us the chance to enjoy you one last time. We cooked, we ate, we laughed and everything was perfect. I will never forget your beautiful soul. You were so strong and raised some beautiful kids and grandchildren. I know you are looking down and are proud of each and everyone of them. I have to say, you definitely lived life however you wanted and didn't care what anyone had to say. You wore whatever you wanted despite abuela saying you were too old to be showing so much skin. Lol. You would tell her to shut up and dress like an old lady if she wanted to but you were gonna continue rocking your mini skirts! 😂💁🏽 You were perfect in every way. Forever my favorite Tia, forever in my heart. RIP my beautiful Angel 🙏🏽. Lord, I ask that you mend my family's broken hearts. Watch over my grandmother and prepare her to bury a piece of her on Friday. I could only imagine what she's going through without her other half. Comfort Tia's sons and daughters as they carry the pain of loosing their mother and give my generation the strength to hold our parents at this difficult time. Amen 🙏🏽 We are all in this together. We are all mourning together. We are all one!! #RinconLegacy #RIPMamita #fuckcancer
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I started this dream catcher on Friday March 23rd, during my lunch break at the exact same moment ...
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I started this dream catcher on Friday March 23rd, during my lunch break at the exact same moment when my friend started to feel very bad. When I arrived at the clinic, she was gone since 4 minutes. 40 years old is too young to die. She left behind her 2 beautiful kids, Marcus 18 and baby Ellie ... I started this dream catcher on Friday March 23rd, during my lunch break at the exact same moment when my friend started to feel very bad.
When I arrived at the clinic, she was gone since 4 minutes.
40 years old is too young to die.
She left behind her 2 beautiful kids, Marcus 18 and baby Ellie 7 months, her partner Eddie, her parents Jacqueline and James, her 2 brothers, lots of friends, co-workers and relatives.
I have to say that it was a shock and it’s still very painful.
I have to also say that I never saw and felt so much love from a community getting all together and helping each other.
Love is the most powerful tool to help us heal from the traumas of life.
Today, I would like to remind you all, that this life is a gift and we are all just passengers on this Earth. So please be grateful for this body today. Be grateful for your family and friends. Be grateful for the air you breathe and the water you drink.
If we keep letting fear and hate poisoning our relationship, if we let our unconscious choices destroying our beautiful Mother Earth, we, our child, grandchild... won’t have the same opportunity anymore.
Today I am asking you to stand up strong for love.
Today I am asking you to be a warrior for peace.
Today all together let’s rise and stop the hurt and start to healing process.
I am telling you once again, it’s only together that we can do it.
Today I got fortunate enough to finish this dream catcher. Thank you!
It will be one of the art pieces I am going to offer to help the family found raise. Let me know if you are interested. “In loving memory of my dear friend, Margaret Lameboy a sweet and kind soul born and now bury in the land of her ancestors, The Cree Nation of Chisasibi.
May your soul always be blessed In the heart and light of God, I love you.” #together #love #riseabove #angel #motherearth #sacred #gratitude #stayhumble #thepoweroflove #healing #healingceremony #healingart #nativeart #creenationofchisasibi #helpeachother #loveoneanother #dreamcatcher #light #God #ancestors
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• Honoring Life :: Honoring Death • . Today we buried my grandmother and it was one of the most beautiful ...
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• Honoring Life :: Honoring Death • . Today we buried my grandmother and it was one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever shared with my family. We sang and prayed and offered flowers and poetry to the place where we laid her body deep in the red clay dirt of Central Texas. I passed around ... • Honoring Life :: Honoring Death •
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Today we buried my grandmother and it was one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever shared with my family. We sang and prayed and offered flowers and poetry to the place where we laid her body deep in the red clay dirt of Central Texas. I passed around mimosa + primrose + loquat, medicine made for moving through grief. We laughed and cried and held each other in ways that felt new and old and so very needed.
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When those we love cross over to the other side, they leave us with so many gifts. Today, after our ceremony, we spent the afternoon going through my grandmother’s apartment. Her world was filled with bright textiles and earth tone ceramics, treasure she’d collected from around the world, and art made by people she loved, along with the miscellany that seems to inevitably come along with of eighty seven years of a life fully lived. But things are just things and we cannot take any of them with us when we go. What we leave behind us, is so much bigger than any of our belongings.
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As we looked through her drawers and closets, the thing I felt most moved by was her collection of political memorabilia dating back to the forties. She dedicated her life and her whole heart to reproductive and racial justice, radical politics, and revolutionary education. Of all of the things I admire about my grandmother [her intellect, her aesthetic, her sense of adventure] it was her dedication to social justice, above all else that I feel so damn proud to be carrying forward.
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Bury your dead, grieve with those you love, and above all else, celebrate the lives of those who’ve crossed over by allowing their medicine and magic to continue to live through you.
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“It’s not our job to toughen kids up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children ...
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“It’s not our job to toughen kids up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.” - L.R. Knost • This beautiful young lady is Suzy. She’s a six month old goat who was raised, originally for slaughter, by a student ... “It’s not our job to toughen kids up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.”
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This beautiful young lady is Suzy. She’s a six month old goat who was raised, originally for slaughter, by a student in the Future Farmers of America program. Future Farmers of America is founded on a wonderful concept- to teach children to become future producers of food. However, its animal program involves children and high school students raising individual animals before sending them to slaughter. These animals, who are given names and taught to walk politely on lead with hours of care, face the ultimate betrayal when their beloved human friends send them off to their death. Kids are taught to bury their emotions and feelings of compassion and empathy towards their animal friends, exchanging their precious lives for money.

Suzy’s young caretaker (photo 2 saying bye to Suzy) has a heart of gold and she decided that Suzy’s life is far more important than making a few bucks at auction. She and her wonderful parents searched tirelessly for a sanctuary for Suzy to be surrendered safely to.

I picked Suzy up yesterday from the high school farm. She said a sad goodbye to her human friend and savior before being loaded into the car. Suzy was nervous when her human girl went out of sight, but she was so happy when we arrived at her new forever adoptive home. Beautiful Suzy’s life would have been cut short at just six months old- but because of a brave and kind hearted young human who wasn’t afraid to go against the grain, she’ll live a happy and fulfilling life. Suzy is now the eighth animal I have received from FFA kids who’ve had a change of heart. The world needs more people like Suzy’s friend, who aren’t afraid to stand up for what’s right, follow their hearts and let kindness rather than conformity lead the way!
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While she’ll always be Dr Christina Yang to me (“Oh, screw beautiful, I’m brilliant. You wanna appease ...
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While she’ll always be Dr Christina Yang to me (“Oh, screw beautiful, I’m brilliant. You wanna appease me, compliment my brain!”) I am LIVING for Sandra Oh’s newfound Emmy success and can’t wait to bury myself in her new show. 🏽 While she’ll always be Dr Christina Yang to me (“Oh, screw beautiful, I’m brilliant. You wanna appease me, compliment my brain!”) I am LIVING for Sandra Oh’s newfound Emmy success and can’t wait to bury myself in her new show. 🙌🏽
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