This month has been difficult for my family and I. There has been so many losses and surgeries it’s emotionally difficult to accept. Through it all I could depend on her for being by my side. Keeping me up and stronger than usual. It’s been rough for her and I as well. Not that we argue or anything, but because she’s physically leaving for the navy in a few months. I’m not stable enough to be strong on my own. I put myself in a situation where I need her to be happy and standing. I know it’s my fault, but I guess that’s what love does to you. Within the last two years my best friend became my girlfriend. It just happened. There’s nothing I regret about it because I’m truly happy where we stand, although it’ll be extremely difficult to manage a long distance relationship I’m willing to face it. I’ve never felt this way before. I mean I thought I had my first love, but being in this relationship made me realize I wasn’t. I truly mean it when I say I’ve fallen in love with my best friend. Forget acceptance from family or anyone else’s opinions. It’s her and I. I’ve fallen in love with her over and over again and no ones else’s opinion matters. I’m willing to sacrifice and do so much for this girl. We’ve been each others back bone since day one. I can’t imagine her not physically with me, but it’s something I’ll have to work harder for. I guess I decided to make a post after a month just because all these thoughts have been roaming in my head for awhile. I’ll probably write here and there to remind myself how lucky I am to have my family and girlfriend.
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saw this on facebook and thought i’d share it!
For the past 6 years, a dog named Capitán has slept on the grave of his owner every night. His owner, Miguel Guzmán died in 2006 and Capitán disappeared shortly after the family attended the funeral services. They searched everywhere and put out flyers to try and find him. But no one had seen him.
A week later, some people who were at the cemetary late one evening spotted Capitán laying on a grave and they contacted the grounds keeper at the cemetary. The cemetary notified the family who promptly came to pick him up and take him home. But each night he would cry and scratch frantically at the door to go out and he wouldn’t return home until morning. It was later discovered that Capitán would walk the 3 miles back to the cemetary each night to guard his master’s grave.
It has been nearly 7 years now. The cemetary does not close the gates until he arrives each night promptly at 6 pm. He sleeps there all night guarding the grave until the grounds keeper opens the gate in the morning.
this wins over other pro-gay commercials because you had no idea he was gay and then you can’t tell which one is his husband
they are showing them as people
not as gays and straights
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