You will again have compassion on us; you will tread our sins underfoot and hurl all our iniquities into the depths of the sea. 751 more words
And this is the continuation from Garrett and I’s trip to Omaha.
We had a few spare hours before we needed to head home, so I figured, “hey, I’ll look up some rescue shelters here in Omaha since we aren’t having any luck in Kansas City.” We found quite a few really cool shelters with a wide selection of doggies, but we were drawn to a dachshund/beagle mix at a place called Nebraska Humane Society. 669 more words
This post is indescribably difficult to begin. I’ve stared at the screen for the past fifteen minutes trying to think of a way to start… thinking of a way to portray the joy that she brought to Garrett and I’s life (and everyone else’s, for that matter)… thinking of just how in the world I will write this without crying all the way through. 1,123 more words