I grew up in a dark place. I love my family and Iām grateful for the lessons I learned but I suffered a lot along the way. When I was in high school I saw a Craigslist ad of a farm looking to get rid of some puppies. I drove 2 hours in my beat up Acura and with my money saved from my retail job I bought my best friend. I named him Swift. He became a light that I never knew I could have.
I didnāt know what true love was before him. I had never had the chance to witness it. But I quickly learned the definition because of him. He held me thru breakups and hard ships. He held me when I lost my mom. He held me when I lost my identity. He held me when I couldnāt get up. Some struggles Iāve faced over the years made me wonder if I should be alive or if I should let myself go. But I always had a tether holding me. My beautiful boy who loved me unconditionally in a way that kept me here. Some days I didnāt even have it in me to get out of bed and Swift would remind me itās time to get up. I have never loved anyone or anything the way I love Swift.
For 15 years he was the light of my life. The reason for my world. And now heās not here. I donāt know how Iām going to survive.
For 15 years he was the first thing I saw in the morning and the last thing I saw before falling asleep.
When we would go for walks he wouldnāt watch the path he would turn back and constantly make sure I was still with him. What he didnāt know is I needed him as much as he needed me.
To say Iām heart broken is an understatement. Iām shattered down to my core. The only consistent love Iāve ever had in my life is gone. I would move mountains for Swift, and I promise I fucking tried. Iāve lost a part of my soul with him.
I wish I could do more. I wish I got more. I would give anything in the world right now to have him next to me. Iāve experienced a lot of grief in my life but this is a rare kind. Iāve loved Swift more than I loved myself on numerous occasions. I would do it all again. Every appointment, every cancelled plan, every adjustment in my schedule to make sure he got what he needed. I love that dog more than I love life itself. I hope he knows that. Thank you all for loving him too.
"Welcome to my old neighborhood." Our @NASAArtemis II astronauts woke up on the sixth day of their mission to a special message recorded in 2025 by astronaut Jim Lovell, the pilot of Apollo 8.
ABCās #TheRookie will air an episode āprominentlyā featuring the cast of #GameChanger, a competition series from indie comedy platform Dropout (formerly CollegeHumor).
⢠The episode, titled āFun and Games,ā will air March 2 at 10 p.m.
⢠The logline reads, āHarper and Miles feel the weight of their recent mistakes, while Harper is tasked with training Miles. Nolan and Celina are dispatched to a robbery call at the Dropout TV Studios where Nolan encounters a familiar face.ā
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The NASCAR family is devastated at the loss of Greg Biffle, who was one of our 75 greatest drivers and became known for his relentless post-career humanitarian work.
We extend our deepest condolences.