Where Do I Start???
All the yrs I did dog rescue?
The Day My Husband left me on my 50th birthday for a 28 yr old homeless gal we took in? 3.2.12?
The day my 24 yr old special needs nephew I raised Johnny took a seizure and drowned in our hot tub when I wasn't home 7.29.13?
The day my DIL of 20 yrs brother Chris wrecked his motorcycle and died 8.26.16?
The day my 27 yr old son Jeff lost his battle with addiction and depression and shot himself 10.8.16?
The day my faithful blind furr baby of over 12 yrs BooBoo went missing in Feb 2018, right out of my yard?
The day I had to put my other faithful furr baby of 13 yrs Bunny to sleep May 3rd 2013?
Why mention 2 dogs? Because they got my thru the horrific events that proceeded their losses and I miss them just as much as "my boys".
Do I start further back with my arthritis and fibromylgia and daily pain that has since put me in a power chair 24/7?
All I know is I still do dog rescue on a very limited basis and I started doing graphics and running the support group on facebook right after my son's funeral. I traveled in my old 1992 ford e150 van before the pandemic to attend suicide awareness events and meet grieving families.
I am available 24/7 to help anyone grieving by being there to talk too and doing free graphics.
I hope to find a newer van after the pandemic is under control and hit the road again. I will continue doing free graphics, bringing suicide, addiction, mental heath, bullying and equality awareness to all and helping others until the day Jesus calls me home.