A letter to the dead

What would you say if you could write one last letter to the dead — a dead person you loved very much? Would you waste your last chance with sorrow or would you use this opportunity to say how much you love them and how much you appreciate everything they’ve done? Would you ask for forgiveness? Or would you let them know you’ve truly forgiven them? Now let me ask you a few more questions. What if the dead person was you? Would you be so kind and thankful towards yourself? Most importantly, would you forgive yourself for all the bad things you’ve done? Life and death walk side by side, we never really know when our last chance to redemption will be — so why not start today? People make mistakes all the time, we are only human. What makes the difference is changing what we will do in the future. If you’ve done something wrong, ask for forgiveness. If you’ve had an argument with someone you love (significant other, family, friends, etc), tell them you’re sorry. It might sound a little morbid, but pretend you are all going to die tomorrow. Don’t go to bed with regret — this is the worst thing in the world. Don’t wait to fix things up later — fix it now! Change everything you can in order to be happy. If you know you’re doing something that will hurt someone else, stop it. Find the will to surpass your ego — there’s nothing wrong in asking for forgiveness and admitting you were wrong. Don’t be the one responsible for someone else’s sadness. Never hurt the people you love. You never know when their last day alive will be — or yours.

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Crazy cat lady

I’ve always loved animals. My very first friend was Roy, my dad’s Dalmatian. When I see pictures of myself as a baby with him by my side, I almost feel like I remember that moment. He was adorable. I grew up knowing how it feels to be loved by an animal, which is the best kind of love there is. Therefore, I’ve always known how it feels to love animals too. I was only 13 when I told my parents I wouldn’t eat meat anymore. One of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Not because I think people who eat meat don’t love animals, but because I’ve never felt good about it. It’s not a secret that I prefer animals over humans. Their love for us is unconditional. So is mine for them. I had birds, turtles, fish, hamsters (one of them believed he was Spider-Man), a loving and friendly bunny called Anita and my dog Duddy, who lives with my parents. A house without an animal is completely empty. That’s how I felt when I moved out. Seeing how much I missed having a pet, someone I love very deeply decided to give me a gift: Ellie, my Ragdoll. I’ve never had a cat before. The things people read about cats are completely inaccurate. Ellie is not only my cat, she’s also my love. She’s my best friend. I’ve had a lot of pet-friends before, but none like her. She’s absolutely adorable, in every way. Where I go, she follows me. When I’m working, she sleeps beside my computer. I’m never alone because she’s always with me. Ellie is a cat and she is friendly; she doesn’t hide from strangers (just a few, but so do I). She plays fetch and she doesn’t ruin my curtains or scratch the couch. Ellie made me realize I’ve always been the crazy cat lady, but never knew before.

Here’s the link to Ellie’s YouTube channel, if you’d like to see how adorable she is: http://bit.ly/1rda2LY