Today, I am going to get personal. Like really personal. Some are happy and some are sad. It was difficult writing these especially with all the memories rushing back to me. Anyways, I hope this will inspire you to write your own post. So let’s start!
When I adopted my dog, Charlie. On the 4th of July about 9 years ago, I adopted a beagle. What’s funny was I was driving to get a schnauzer but changed my mind and turned back. There were two boys left and my charlie was the smaller and more shy one. I fell in love once I held him. He is super sweet and gentle. Charlie is my baby boy and I’m so glad he’s in my life. The other happiest moments were adopting my other two dogs, Max and Chloe.
THE MOST EMBARRASSING
When I was in the 8th grade, my classmates and I went to Washington D.C. for a couple of days. On the first day, I ended up getting my period. And guess what, I didn’t have a pad or tampon. Just my luck right? I ended up bleeding through my jeans and wore a sweatshirt around my waist the whole day. I made sure I stayed at the back of the group and constantly put the sleeves over my crouch to hide the blood. It ruined my trip, at least the first day. We saw so much yet I was too preoccupied with my pants. Honestly, I’m kind of thankful that no one saw. If someone did, I would’ve been the laughing stock of the whole school. Never
On Valentines Day, my dog Max had passed away. He was at the Vet because he was having problems. And an hour before picking him up, he had a heart attack and passed away. Saying goodbye was difficult, as it should be. The thought that his family wasn’t there with him made me feel sick. Another terrible time was losing both my grandfather’s. My mom’s father died when I was younger and the day he died, we planned on visiting to set up the Christmas tree. Instead, we mourned. On my 19th birthday, my dad’s father passed away. He wanted to go to hospice care but they wouldn’t let him. And so, for a week, he ended up having a tube down his throat and was miserable. No one should have to die like that.
THE MOST DIFFICULT
A few years ago, I had to put down my cat Jewel. It was the hardest thing I had ever done. It’s still hard to think about. She was 18 years old, the same age as me, and we were very close. Always in my arms, always laying next to me, followed me everywhere I went. We were inseparable. I loved her deeply and mourned her death for almost a year. Watching her take her last breath and her looking into my eyes broke me. But, I couldn’t let her be in pain any longer. You see, water was seeping into her heart and lungs so she was suffocating. Living was too much for her, so I had to make the choice. Honestly, I don’t think I could ever have a cat again. She’s irreplaceable.
That’s the end to my super personal post.Thanks for reading everyone and if you feel up to it, comment below a few important moments in your life.