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A little light reading for the road~

I   didn’t   want   to   leave   her    a l o n e.


I’m writing this to tell you about one of the most amazing people I know: my mother, Stella.

She was an Army brat, and grew up all over the place. She wasn’t really in one place long enough for anywhere to feel like home - except for Germany. She and her family lived there for nine years, but I’ll come back to that later.

She was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes when she was twelve, and had to learn how to handle it largely by herself.

My father died when I was three months old, leaving my mother widowed at 33 with an infant and a three year old to raise by herself. Though we lived perilously close to the poverty line for the majority of my childhood, my mother made sure my brother and I never wanted for anything. We may not have had the newest clothes or all the toys we wanted, but we were happy, healthy, and so loved. Throughout my childhood, my mother was always volunteering her time to help other people. She volunteered in classrooms daily, served on city council, and even ran an after-school tutoring group for at-risk youth.

When I was nine years old, my mother remarried, and it turned out to be the biggest mistake she could have made. She had unknowingly married a drug-abusing pedophile who racked up huge amounts of debt in her name. After their divorce when I was fourteen, my mother was left once again a single mother who had to pick up the pieces of her life and provide for her two children - and she did an amazing job.

In January of 2010, my mother remarried again - which she had never particularly planned to do, as marriage had been sort of soured from her past experience, but she also hadn’t planned on meeting someone like Pat. After three years of dating, she said “yes” to a very patient Pat, and luckily for us, this time around, her husband is the kindest, most open-hearted man I know, and I am grateful every day that he and my mother found each other.

Still, a couple of years into their marriage, my mother and stepfather were forced to declare bankruptcy (due to the debt from my first stepfather - are you noticing a pattern here?), and since then, much of their income has gone towards paying off debt that isn’t even theirs.

Throughout all of this, my mother - my amazingly kind, giving mother - put herself back through school, earning her Bachelor’s and Master’s in social work so that she could dedicate her life to what she had always been doing anyway: helping other people.

Now comes the part this has all been leading up to - my goal. My mother has always said that the happiest she has ever been was when she was living in Germany when she was a child. She has wanted to go back for as long as I can remember, and now the perfect opportunity has come: it’s her high school reunion, and it’s in Berlin. She has been saving for two years, but due to unforseen expenses (medical bills, last minute plane tickets to see her dying father, etc), has fallen far short of the money needed.

So I’m turning to you, citizens of the internet. Please, if you have anything you can spare, help me make my mother’s dream come true. Help me get her back home.

Even if you’re unable to donate, if you would just reblog this to signal boost it to someone who may be able to help, it would mean the world to me.

Help me make my mother’s dream come true!

the paramedics had to come to my work today and i s2g one of them was the most beautiful man i’d ever seen

i’m a sad gay baby and i just want to get drunk but i work tomorow ;-;

holyexclamationbatman replied to your photoset “pet me and bring me food.”

Your hair is ace lately.

thank you! that’s very nice to hear, since i’m feeling kind of ehhh about it today. <3

pet me and bring me food.


i’m into really low commitment hangouts like lying on the floor near each other or falling asleep together or falling into an endless void together


Imagine Courf getting hurt like falling out of a tree or something like that and someone calls an ambulance because he broke his leg and the way he tells Combeferre is texting ‘Hey, is it cool if I come visit you at work?’ as the ambulance pulls up.



Lane was very excited to see Tiana and Naveen again. :)

I can’t breathe my heart can’t take this crap.


The Gallaghers. #season5 #SHAMELESS


The Gallaghers. #season5 #SHAMELESS

update: i survived group