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Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.
Twinkle Dot did not exactly burst into the world. Born in February of 2025, one of eight tiny piglets to rescued mumma Petunia, he was the smallest.
Today marks an entire lap around the sun without you. And although the sun shines no more for you, because of you it shines so brightly for so many.
There are some animals whose lives become so entwined with our own that it becomes difficult to remember a world before them. Polly was one of those animals.
It is a word we so often associate with force, with dominance and with the ability to bend the world to our will. But recently, a heartbreaking image of a pig named Imogen forced me to look at power through a completely different lens.
Some stories do not begin with a plan. They begin with a feeling. A tug, if you like. For me, it was the tug of a tiny piglet.
Calvin Swine. Even his name makes you smile, and somehow that feels fitting, because he was that kind of pig.
“If not you, then who? If not now, when?” — Hillel the Elder. It began with a small blackberry bush. Just a slender, spiked vine growing by the roadside at the western entrance to my town.
I sit here beside my broken heart and try to write the story of Hansel. A task made tougher because it feels as though a piece of it has left with him.
I said those words twice today. The first time came when I dropped my head to Gwendolyn’s side, her chest no longer moving and her heart still, as mine went into overdrive. No, no, no. We weren’t expecting to lose her today. Not today.
I stretch my memory back and though I cannot recall the exact date, I do remember the moment with surprising clarity.
Andrea Gibson once wrote: “Let your heart break so your spirit doesn’t”
