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The Benefits
I clipped this out of a podcast quite a while ago. I wish I could remember who to give the credit to, I love this song.
Hi, so you probably have just scrolled through pages and pages of girls with tans and cute shoes. But I bet you won’t reblog this picture of my sim, Rae, who has been trapped in a bathroom stall for 12 hours because this girl won’t move. She hasn’t eaten & is socially deprived to the point where she has been having tantrums. I admire her strength & bravery <3 Rebagel if u have a heart.
This won’t ruin your blog.
oh my actual god
If you don’t reblog this you are HEARTLESS
ONLY 1 IN 10 CATS ARE BORN WITH BACON TAPED TO IT. GINGER HAS GONE THROUGH SEVERAL TREATMENTS BUT THERE IS NOT YET A CURE.
REBLOG OR YOU HAVE NO HEART
DON’T YOU DARE SCROLL PAST THIS. THIS IS A REAL ISSUE HERE.
ONLY A MONSTER WOULDN’T REBLOG THIS!
90 PERCENT OF TUMBLR WOULD SCROLL PAST THIS. REBLOG IF YOURE THE 10 PERCENT THAT CARES.
God bless Tumblr.
Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so, and she dictated these words:
Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith
We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’ Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:
Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.
Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I’m easy to find. I am wherever there is love.
Love, God
Don’t say you’re too busy to reblog this.TEARS.
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This is in response to the following message I received recently:
WHAT DO YOU THINK?!
Every once in a while this pops back up on my dashboard.
I’m completely okay with that.
Sometimes I forget it, but you always remind me that you were the derivation of the need for a word that we now use every day… Fabulous!
