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At 104, Esther Amoding has lived through generations, raising, guiding, and nurturing as a mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother. A life like hers is a blessing in itself, and we can only pray that God grants her more healthy and peaceful years. She was among the beneficiaries of the #RREyeCampBukedea,... where she received care to help improve her vision and was also gifted a brand new wheelchair, making her daily life easier. Seeing her in that moment was deeply touching, and it stayed with me. I am truly grateful to the Ruparelia Family and the #RupareliaFoundation for making this possible. God bless women, and especially mothers. They give so much of themselves, often quietly, and truly deserve to be honoured every single day.show more

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Over the years, many of you have joined me in celebrating this truly special girl turned young woman, Maddie. I am heartbroken to share with you that Maddie has passed away at the age of 21. I’m sharing a glimpse into my friendship with Maddie because I want people to know how truly special she was. I met Maddie when Kevin and I were filming Kevin Can Wait. Make-A-Wish America reached out and told us that a young girl’s wish was to meet us. I was so touched. This beautiful little girl was a fan of King of Queens? And we of course said yes. Maddie and her family came to visit us on set, and what started as a meet-and-greet turned into a real, almost decade-long, lasting friendship. Maddie would text me almost every day. She sent me funny videos, shared stories about her life, and came out to LA with her family, where I attempted to get her to expand her palate (though she always circled back to her favorite, a Caesar salad). We shared many beautiful moments that have kept me positive in moments of difficulty and darkness, and she was about to come to LA again, where I planned on celebrating her for her birthday and her recent accomplishments. Maddie had Spinal Muscular Atrophy type two (SMA), but she never let it define her. She was excited to begin advocacy work and had recently told me she was officially going to start speaking publicly about her experiences, not even for herself, but to help others. She had big dreams, and I was so proud watching her grow into the leader I always knew she was. Maddie loved her family and friends fiercely. For her young age, she would prefer to be with friends and family, playing games and our favorite, Phase 10. She loved all things girly: nails, hair, makeup, the Timberwolves. And she hated snow (though she lived in Minnesota), and more importantly, she loved helping people. She wrote me love notes daily, and I only hope I had let her know how much joy she brought me. It is me who hopes that she knew how much I loved her. I received this text from her friend Emma, whom I knew from the many funny videos Maddie sent me of the two of them. I’ve included it below. After flying to Minnesota to say goodbye (although she had already passed while I was in the air), I wanted her to know what she meant to me. That she was thinking of me in this way and wanted me to have the things she mentioned, that she cared so much, is also truly touching and heartbreaking. Maddie had so much life ahead of her. Her disease didn’t stop her spirit or dim her light. She was hopeful, brilliant, and genuinely excited for her future. I will miss her texts, her videos, and hearing from her every day. They always made me smile. I will miss her humor and the light she brought into this world every single day. Maddie had just turned 21. Her little body just couldn’t contain the big, beautiful life she was living. She was a force, taken too soon. If you feel moved, it would mean the world to her to support the cause she believed in so passionately: finding a cure for spinal muscular atrophy. Link to support Cure SMA is in my bio.

Over the years, many of you have joined me in celebrating this truly special girl turned young woman, Maddie. I am heartbroken to share with you that Maddie has passed away at the age of 21. I’m sharing a glimpse into my friendship with Maddie because I want people to know how truly special she was. I met Maddie when Kevin and I were filming Kevin Can Wait. Make-A-Wish America reached out and told us that a young girl’s wish was to meet us. I was so touched. This beautiful little girl was a fan of King of Queens? And we of course said yes. Maddie and her family came to visit us on set, and what started as a meet-and-greet turned into a real, almost decade-long, lasting friendship. Maddie would text me almost every day. She sent me funny videos, shared stories about her life, and came out to LA with her family, where I attempted to get her to expand her palate (though she always circled back to her favorite, a Caesar salad). We shared many beautiful moments that have kept me positive in moments of difficulty and darkness, and she was about to come to LA again, where I planned on celebrating her for her birthday and her recent accomplishments. Maddie had Spinal Muscular Atrophy type two (SMA), but she never let it define her. She was excited to begin advocacy work and had recently told me she was officially going to start speaking publicly about her experiences, not even for herself, but to help others. She had big dreams, and I was so proud watching her grow into the leader I always knew she was. Maddie loved her family and friends fiercely. For her young age, she would prefer to be with friends and family, playing games and our favorite, Phase 10. She loved all things girly: nails, hair, makeup, the Timberwolves. And she hated snow (though she lived in Minnesota), and more importantly, she loved helping people. She wrote me love notes daily, and I only hope I had let her know how much joy she brought me. It is me who hopes that she knew how much I loved her. I received this text from her friend Emma, whom I knew from the many funny videos Maddie sent me of the two of them. I’ve included it below. After flying to Minnesota to say goodbye (although she had already passed while I was in the air), I wanted her to know what she meant to me. That she was thinking of me in this way and wanted me to have the things she mentioned, that she cared so much, is also truly touching and heartbreaking. Maddie had so much life ahead of her. Her disease didn’t stop her spirit or dim her light. She was hopeful, brilliant, and genuinely excited for her future. I will miss her texts, her videos, and hearing from her every day. They always made me smile. I will miss her humor and the light she brought into this world every single day. Maddie had just turned 21. Her little body just couldn’t contain the big, beautiful life she was living. She was a force, taken too soon. If you feel moved, it would mean the world to her to support the cause she believed in so passionately: finding a cure for spinal muscular atrophy. Link to support Cure SMA is in my bio.

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A BC mother was murdered with a hammer by her ex partner after she pleaded to authorities that her and her family were not safe. The women and mothers of our country are not getting the protection and justice that they deserve.

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It is with great sadness that I share with you the passing of Britt Allcroft. The Allcroft-Wright family has asked me to bring this news to the Thomas fandom. A full obituary will be released in the London Times later today. The family is currently in mourning and asks that their privacy be respected at this time. Britt was an adoring mother and wife. A visionary producer. She brought so much joy and happiness to people everywhere during her time on Earth. Over the years of knowing Britt, we developed a close connection. It was truly a privilege to have her as both a mentor and a friend, and I’m so glad that so many fans were able to meet her at the New York screening of “An Unlikely Fandom”. It was an absolute honor to have her in our documentary, and she has since remained a vocal supporter of our cause. I think I can speak for the entirety of the fandom when I say that all of us will deeply miss her. Without her, so many of us would never have met. As a way to honor Britt's legacy, her family as asked that you consider making a charitable donation to your local chapter of the ASPCA in Britt's name. While I am devastated by her passing, we can all find comfort in the certainty that her legacy will endure forever through Thomas and his fans around the world. Rest in Peace.

It is with great sadness that I share with you the passing of Britt Allcroft. The Allcroft-Wright family has asked me to bring this news to the Thomas fandom. A full obituary will be released in the London Times later today. The family is currently in mourning and asks that their privacy be respected at this time. Britt was an adoring mother and wife. A visionary producer. She brought so much joy and happiness to people everywhere during her time on Earth. Over the years of knowing Britt, we developed a close connection. It was truly a privilege to have her as both a mentor and a friend, and I’m so glad that so many fans were able to meet her at the New York screening of “An Unlikely Fandom”. It was an absolute honor to have her in our documentary, and she has since remained a vocal supporter of our cause. I think I can speak for the entirety of the fandom when I say that all of us will deeply miss her. Without her, so many of us would never have met. As a way to honor Britt's legacy, her family as asked that you consider making a charitable donation to your local chapter of the ASPCA in Britt's name. While I am devastated by her passing, we can all find comfort in the certainty that her legacy will endure forever through Thomas and his fans around the world. Rest in Peace.

carty™

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the interviewer was the one who brought him up, and she was simply responding to his questions. it was also a major and deeply painful part of her life that played out in public, and she has every right to talk about it as much as she wants tyvm.

the interviewer was the one who brought him up, and she was simply responding to his questions. it was also a major and deeply painful part of her life that played out in public, and she has every right to talk about it as much as she wants tyvm.

AARON

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As most of you know, my daughter Taryn moved back in with me after about 15 years with her grandparents. They took great care of her, but she was ready to come home to Mom, and I’m at a place in my life where I can provide the best care and resources for her, but it’s a process filled with lots of hoops and red tape. I took Taryn to the movies the other day and it started out great. We walked there, and she was so excited and happy. Throughout the movie she was holding my hand, giving me hugs, leaning her head on me, and I remember thinking, “wow, I am so happy and grateful. My life is perfect in this moment.” Then disaster struck out of nowhere. We were in the front left row, and a Dad with his little girl were in the right front row. The movie went quiet, and Taryn could hear the little girl chewing her popcorn. Taryn developed severe Misophonia, and it’s gotten progressively worse over the last couple years. The sound of chewing sets off her fight or flight instincts, and although she tries, she has the communication and emotional regulation capabilities of a two year old. I could see her getting visibly agitated, and tried to get her to leave, even offered to take her to Mc. Donald’s if we left, and told her we could come back and finish the movie another time. She said no, that she wanted to stay. She had been looking forward to the movie for weeks, and didn’t want to leave. The movie got quiet again, and out of nowhere she jumped up and ran over to the little girl and her Dad. She tried to attack them, but the dad stopped her and I was right behind her and grabbed her. She tried to go after them again, and I grabbed her and pulled her down to the floor. I was mortified, and the fact that we were in the front row in a theater full of people made it even worse. I apologized, helped Taryn up, and started pushing her up the aisle, toward the door. All the while, she’s screaming at the top of her lungs. When I walked out, the employee behind the counter gave me a sympathetic look and whispered “it’s ok.” Of course, we had walked… Taryn screamed the whole way home. When we got home, she lost her tablet and printing privileges, leading to her punching me and then hitting herself and biting herself repeatedly, and screaming for hours but the consequences stuck. I was overwhelmed, embarrassed, and generally overstimulated, but I kept calm and stayed even throughout the entire process, somehow. The next day, I woke up to someone sending me a screenshot from a post the father made. I instantly started crying. I am so grateful to live in a community with such amazing and understanding people. All of the comments passed the vibe check. I’m also so grateful they were so understanding and am happy to report that the little girl was unfazed. Taryn had a mental health assessment last week, and meets with a licensed clinician on Monday and a case manager the following week. The clinician will be able to help make a plan to get Taryn the best care she needs, and the Case Manager will help us put it into action. This is a hard transition for all of us, but I’m so grateful to have her home and to be able to get her the help and services she needs. She isn’t a bad kid. She’s actually really funny, really smart, and super talented. She just struggles with a lot of things we take for granted. I’m grateful for the support of my guy, my friends and coworkers, and my community in general. #autisminclusion #AutismAwareness #misophonia #OCD #autism #tarynisabella #level3autism #severeautism

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Last week, I saw a creature from this place saying this about Freen:"Freen on the other hand, excels in her natural charm and flirtatious screen presence, which remains one of her strongest assets. However, there has been little noticeable progression in her acting range since her previous series" And I'm glad that this human being noticed her charm. Freen truly has natural charm and charisma. And that is conveyed to the audience, which makes her characters more authentic. But I understood that your goal was simply to reduce her to that. So I compiled her many brilliant moments from each of her last three GL series, capturing her nuances. Let me say this: they are three characters with different personalities. A cold CEO with little emotional expressiveness. Khun Pin, delicate and reserved. Wayo, laid-back and protective (a character that requires a lot of her charm😌), and having read the books, I can say that Freen fulfilled the essence of each character exactly. She brought them to life exactly as they needed to be. Her strength as an actress is remarkable. What truly sets her apart is her ability to convey emotions through small gestures, looks, and nuances in her performance, making her characters more authentic and convincing. We can see how much Freen, since Gap, has always sought to deliver her very best as an actress. It is also evident how proud she is of TLP, a series that not only addressed themes she identifies with as a woman and artist, but also contributed to her growth and evolution in the emotional construction of her characters. This maturity can be seen more and more in her performances, especially in the realistic and sensitive way she expresses emotions. Her presence on screen is not limited to charisma or beauty alone, but also to her talent for giving depth to the roles she plays, making each character feel truly alive to the audience. Freen recently said in her interview for VogueTaiwan that she wants to continue challenging herself more and more as an actress. And I can hardly wait to keep being captivated by her charm on screen and to discover the new lives, stories, and emotions that she will bring to life through every character she portrays.🙌 #srchafreen‌

Bruna/GIRLFREEN✨

12,812 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

I genuinely cannot understand how someone can watch this story and still stand there, looking at two women, and somehow decide that the wrong one is the victim. On one side, you have a girl (Yıldız) who has been mistreated her entire life. Since the moment she was born, she was treated like a sacrifice for a conflict she was never even part of and later we find out that this conflict never even existed. Her right to study was taken from her. She was pushed into a marriage at a very young age just imagine being six, seven, eight years old, living in fear of being tied to someone you don’t even know. She was treated like a servant in her own home, by the very people she thought were her family. And just when she gets close to the happiness she dreamed of, the man she was engaged to shows up with another wife. She gets mistreated by that wife, by his family, and even (unintentionally) by him, because he was trying to run away from his own feelings, and that only caused her more heartbreak. The whole world was literally against her. She fought through all of that, only to find out in the end that everything she suffered for was based on something that wasn’t even real. Her entire life was built on a lie. That she isn’t even part of that family that she has literally no one in this world. Now on the other side… You have a girl (Melek) who, yes, was taken from her biological mother but she was raised by loving parents. She had everything anyone could wish for: education, freedom, a happy childhood, a healthy environment. She lived her life, fell in love, went out, made choices and no one questioned her, no one controlled her. And then what did she do? She found out that her man was engaged to another woman before marrying her (and even saw him marry her) and instead of holding on to her dignity, she chose to stay, to fight for a man who lied to her, to hold onto a marriage he tried to end multiple times. She used her unborn child to keep him tied to her. She lied constantly, and her excuse was that she was “protecting her marriage” a marriage that was already broken from the moment Serhat removed that ring at the airport in episode one. She tried to hand Yıldız (a woman who had already suffered enough) over to dangerous people. Then she found out the truth about her own birth (that her father ra*ped her mother.)And still no empathy. No moment of humanity toward her own mother. All she cared about was herself. And even though none of this had anything to do with Yıldız, she still found a way to blame it on her. Instead of holding her father accountable, she went and made a deal with him to get rid of Yıldız. She literally made a deal with the devil just to hurt Yıldız one more time. And after all of that… you want me to feel sorry for her? You want me to call her a victim? I honestly cannot believe we are living on the same planet with people who see this and still say, “she’s the victim.” Not morally. Not logically. Not emotionally. There is no world where this makes sense. It’s like watching someone clearly cause harm, and still calling them the victim and actually BELIEVING it. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı

I genuinely cannot understand how someone can watch this story and still stand there, looking at two women, and somehow decide that the wrong one is the victim. On one side, you have a girl (Yıldız) who has been mistreated her entire life. Since the moment she was born, she was treated like a sacrifice for a conflict she was never even part of and later we find out that this conflict never even existed. Her right to study was taken from her. She was pushed into a marriage at a very young age just imagine being six, seven, eight years old, living in fear of being tied to someone you don’t even know. She was treated like a servant in her own home, by the very people she thought were her family. And just when she gets close to the happiness she dreamed of, the man she was engaged to shows up with another wife. She gets mistreated by that wife, by his family, and even (unintentionally) by him, because he was trying to run away from his own feelings, and that only caused her more heartbreak. The whole world was literally against her. She fought through all of that, only to find out in the end that everything she suffered for was based on something that wasn’t even real. Her entire life was built on a lie. That she isn’t even part of that family that she has literally no one in this world. Now on the other side… You have a girl (Melek) who, yes, was taken from her biological mother but she was raised by loving parents. She had everything anyone could wish for: education, freedom, a happy childhood, a healthy environment. She lived her life, fell in love, went out, made choices and no one questioned her, no one controlled her. And then what did she do? She found out that her man was engaged to another woman before marrying her (and even saw him marry her) and instead of holding on to her dignity, she chose to stay, to fight for a man who lied to her, to hold onto a marriage he tried to end multiple times. She used her unborn child to keep him tied to her. She lied constantly, and her excuse was that she was “protecting her marriage” a marriage that was already broken from the moment Serhat removed that ring at the airport in episode one. She tried to hand Yıldız (a woman who had already suffered enough) over to dangerous people. Then she found out the truth about her own birth (that her father ra*ped her mother.)And still no empathy. No moment of humanity toward her own mother. All she cared about was herself. And even though none of this had anything to do with Yıldız, she still found a way to blame it on her. Instead of holding her father accountable, she went and made a deal with him to get rid of Yıldız. She literally made a deal with the devil just to hurt Yıldız one more time. And after all of that… you want me to feel sorry for her? You want me to call her a victim? I honestly cannot believe we are living on the same planet with people who see this and still say, “she’s the victim.” Not morally. Not logically. Not emotionally. There is no world where this makes sense. It’s like watching someone clearly cause harm, and still calling them the victim and actually BELIEVING it. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı

Maurora🫦

10,530 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

Janet’s story brings tears to our hearts… ❤️ I don’t like dwelling on painful memories, but I cannot ignore the grace of God in her life. A little girl who lost her parents at such a young age, left in a place where many had already given up on her future… but God had a different plan. When we brought her from Nzeluni Village in Mwingi, Kitui and came into our lives at just three years old, we embraced her fully as our own daughter. She was never just a child in need she was a seed of greatness, waiting for love, care, and a chance. We walked this journey together from Baraka Primary School, to Arya Girls High School, and later Daystar University, where she graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Business Logistics and Procurement. She went on to build her career at Diamond Trust Bank under DTIA. We raised her, we walked with her, and we prayed for her and today, we stand amazed, truly astonished by what God has done. Seeing Janet get engaged to her fiancé Elvis is not just a celebration, it is a testimony. A testimony that pain is not the end, that rejection is not the final word, and that where the world sees nothing, God sees everything. My loving daughter Janet, your life is a miracle. Your journey reminds us that God lifts, restores, and completes what He starts. From tears to joy… from loss to love… from uncertainty to a beautiful and blessed future. As you leave our home, the only home you have known since childhood to begin this new chapter, may your new home be filled with deep love, peace, laughter, and God’s endless favor. You truly deserve every bit of this happiness. Congratulations, Janet… this is not just an engagement this is a victory. ❤️🙏

Janet’s story brings tears to our hearts… ❤️ I don’t like dwelling on painful memories, but I cannot ignore the grace of God in her life. A little girl who lost her parents at such a young age, left in a place where many had already given up on her future… but God had a different plan. When we brought her from Nzeluni Village in Mwingi, Kitui and came into our lives at just three years old, we embraced her fully as our own daughter. She was never just a child in need she was a seed of greatness, waiting for love, care, and a chance. We walked this journey together from Baraka Primary School, to Arya Girls High School, and later Daystar University, where she graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Business Logistics and Procurement. She went on to build her career at Diamond Trust Bank under DTIA. We raised her, we walked with her, and we prayed for her and today, we stand amazed, truly astonished by what God has done. Seeing Janet get engaged to her fiancé Elvis is not just a celebration, it is a testimony. A testimony that pain is not the end, that rejection is not the final word, and that where the world sees nothing, God sees everything. My loving daughter Janet, your life is a miracle. Your journey reminds us that God lifts, restores, and completes what He starts. From tears to joy… from loss to love… from uncertainty to a beautiful and blessed future. As you leave our home, the only home you have known since childhood to begin this new chapter, may your new home be filled with deep love, peace, laughter, and God’s endless favor. You truly deserve every bit of this happiness. Congratulations, Janet… this is not just an engagement this is a victory. ❤️🙏

Mike Sonko

42,376 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

Janet’s story brings tears to our hearts… ❤️ I don’t like dwelling on painful memories, but I cannot ignore the grace of God in her life. A little girl who lost her parents at such a young age, left in a place where many had already given up on her future… but God had a different plan. When we brought her from Nzeluni Village in Mwingi, Kitui and came into our lives at just three years old, we embraced her fully as our own daughter. She was never just a child in need she was a seed of greatness, waiting for love, care, and a chance. We walked this journey together from Baraka Primary School, to Arya Girls High School, and later Daystar University, where she graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Business Logistics and Procurement. She went on to build her career at Diamond Trust Bank under DTIA. We raised her, we walked with her, and we prayed for her and today, we stand amazed, truly astonished by what God has done. Seeing Janet get engaged to her fiancé Elvis is not just a celebration, it is a testimony. A testimony that pain is not the end, that rejection is not the final word, and that where the world sees nothing, God sees everything. My loving daughter Janet, your life is a miracle. Your journey reminds us that God lifts, restores, and completes what He starts. From tears to joy… from loss to love… from uncertainty to a beautiful and blessed future. As you leave our home, the only home you have known since childhood to begin this new chapter, may your new home be filled with deep love, peace, laughter, and God’s endless favor. You truly deserve every bit of this happiness. Congratulations, Janet… this is not just an engagement this is a victory. ❤️🙏

Janet’s story brings tears to our hearts… ❤️ I don’t like dwelling on painful memories, but I cannot ignore the grace of God in her life. A little girl who lost her parents at such a young age, left in a place where many had already given up on her future… but God had a different plan. When we brought her from Nzeluni Village in Mwingi, Kitui and came into our lives at just three years old, we embraced her fully as our own daughter. She was never just a child in need she was a seed of greatness, waiting for love, care, and a chance. We walked this journey together from Baraka Primary School, to Arya Girls High School, and later Daystar University, where she graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Business Logistics and Procurement. She went on to build her career at Diamond Trust Bank under DTIA. We raised her, we walked with her, and we prayed for her and today, we stand amazed, truly astonished by what God has done. Seeing Janet get engaged to her fiancé Elvis is not just a celebration, it is a testimony. A testimony that pain is not the end, that rejection is not the final word, and that where the world sees nothing, God sees everything. My loving daughter Janet, your life is a miracle. Your journey reminds us that God lifts, restores, and completes what He starts. From tears to joy… from loss to love… from uncertainty to a beautiful and blessed future. As you leave our home, the only home you have known since childhood to begin this new chapter, may your new home be filled with deep love, peace, laughter, and God’s endless favor. You truly deserve every bit of this happiness. Congratulations, Janet… this is not just an engagement this is a victory. ❤️🙏

Mike Sonko

13,314 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

Jupiter, a pregnant mare, was put up for auction and was on her way to being sold to a slaughterhouse. Noelle happened to see her and immediately decided to rescue her. At that time, Jupiter was terrified, underweight, and completely unhandled 💔 After being brought to a safe farm, Jupiter gradually became accustomed to people and received the care and attention she needed. In time, she gave birth to a healthy and incredibly adorable foal. Thankfully, both Jupiter and her baby escaped a tragic fate. Noelle was truly amazing for acting so quickly and giving this mother and her foal a second chance at life 🐴💖 📹jupiterandbaby

Jupiter, a pregnant mare, was put up for auction and was on her way to being sold to a slaughterhouse. Noelle happened to see her and immediately decided to rescue her. At that time, Jupiter was terrified, underweight, and completely unhandled 💔 After being brought to a safe farm, Jupiter gradually became accustomed to people and received the care and attention she needed. In time, she gave birth to a healthy and incredibly adorable foal. Thankfully, both Jupiter and her baby escaped a tragic fate. Noelle was truly amazing for acting so quickly and giving this mother and her foal a second chance at life 🐴💖 📹jupiterandbaby

Beauty of music and nature 🌺🌺

46,962 просмотров • 21 дней назад

Not just the oldest, she was the heart of the herd, the nani everyone adored. Vatsala, the gentle matriarch of Panna Tiger Reserve, passed away at over 100 years of age. She was the beloved nani of the jungle — gentle and deeply loved. When a calf was born, she would quietly walk over and take her place beside the mother. She stood watch, comforted, and cared just like a grandmother would. She was calm, patient, and so nurturing that forest officials called her a midwife. As she aged, her body slowed down. She lost her eyesight. The forest team noticed she could no longer walk far, so they cared for her like one of their own. Every morning, they gently guided her to the Khairaiyaan drain for a bath. They fed her warm bowls of porridge and kept her under constant medical care. She spent her final years in peace, surrounded by love and dignity. On July 8, she lay down near the stream she loved. The team tried to help her stand, but she stayed still. Vatsala passed away that afternoon. She gave the forest a century of devotion. What she leaves behind is not just memory. It is a legacy. Credits: Sudhir Shivaram #Vatsala #PannaTigerReserve #OldestElephant #WildlifeIndia #ElephantConservation

Not just the oldest, she was the heart of the herd, the nani everyone adored. Vatsala, the gentle matriarch of Panna Tiger Reserve, passed away at over 100 years of age. She was the beloved nani of the jungle — gentle and deeply loved. When a calf was born, she would quietly walk over and take her place beside the mother. She stood watch, comforted, and cared just like a grandmother would. She was calm, patient, and so nurturing that forest officials called her a midwife. As she aged, her body slowed down. She lost her eyesight. The forest team noticed she could no longer walk far, so they cared for her like one of their own. Every morning, they gently guided her to the Khairaiyaan drain for a bath. They fed her warm bowls of porridge and kept her under constant medical care. She spent her final years in peace, surrounded by love and dignity. On July 8, she lay down near the stream she loved. The team tried to help her stand, but she stayed still. Vatsala passed away that afternoon. She gave the forest a century of devotion. What she leaves behind is not just memory. It is a legacy. Credits: Sudhir Shivaram #Vatsala #PannaTigerReserve #OldestElephant #WildlifeIndia #ElephantConservation

The Better India

178,886 просмотров • 1 год назад

Family of Zahriya Moreno shared video with us of her honor walk as she was taken off life support and will donate her organs. They want her to always be remembered for the beautiful person she was, and is leaving the earth as a hero. May God bless this family during this difficult time. This is absolutely gut-wrenching to watch.

Family of Zahriya Moreno shared video with us of her honor walk as she was taken off life support and will donate her organs. They want her to always be remembered for the beautiful person she was, and is leaving the earth as a hero. May God bless this family during this difficult time. This is absolutely gut-wrenching to watch.

Mary Coleman

74,564 просмотров • 1 год назад

My Mother Will Live 100 Years More People will continue to speak the name of a woman who gave kindness freely and inspired their strength By Charlie LeDuff Charlie LeDuff Mother's life was not one of accolades or prizes or financial riches. Mother was a handsome woman who lived a normal life. But when cancer came to claim her face, it exposed a beauty previously unseen by me. “That’s the thing about growing old,” she said of the affliction that had stolen her eyes and taken the bridge of her nose and left her in darkness. “Eventually God punishes every woman for her vanity.” Even so, Mother continued to wear a wristwatch so she might document the hour when her eyesight would return. Of course, it never did. She was 81. Evangeline Baldis (née Steele) was born in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, the daughter of a truck driver and waitress. In her life, Mother was many things. A factory girl, a florist, a painter, a gourmet, a theologian. She was a wife to three men. Mother to five children. Grandmother of 10. Great-grandmother of three. She also offered sanctuary to many children lost in the blizzard of drugs and divorce known as The Eighties. There was always a warm meal at her table. At that time, men were packing their bags and walking out the door and women were left to go out to earn the bread. Naturally, children ran wild—including her own. On more than one occasion, Mother presented herself in an old fur coat at the threshold of a disreputable door demanding her child be returned to her. “There is a word for that,” her sister Joann said at the hour of her death. “Flair. Your mother had flair.” Weeks earlier, Mother asked: “Why does God keep me around? What does he want from me? I’m ready.” “One last great lesson, Ma,” I supposed. “I think He wants you to teach us how to die with dignity. How not to be afraid.” She nodded. And then she asked for a cigarette. And then she asked for a chocolate. And then she asked for a spritz of Oscar de la Renta. At the foot of her bed, a great-grandchild clutched at the post attempting to right herself. Mother knew the baby by the sound of her gurglings. The baby carries her name. Evangeline. The bringer of good news. The scent of lilac and sage wafted in from the garden along with the dang-dong of the wind chime. Mother had been floating in the morphine clouds for sometime. As the day grew nearer, and the dosage grew higher, I expected strange things to bubble from her haze. I did not know what exactly. Rantings perhaps. Bitterness maybe. Medicine is a truth serum, and cancer is a monster. But strange words never came. She was the same woman in death’s shadow as she was in life’s light. She was more handsome than I had ever known. One evening, in the darkened room, she asked, “Why me, Lord? “What’s that, Ma?” “Kris Kristofferson,” she said. “Why me, Lord?” It wasn’t a question. It was a request. “Why Me?” is Kristofferson’s gospel song of humility and grace; of feeling unworthy of God’s blessings. I remembered it from boyhood. I played it for her. Try me, Lord If you think there's a way I can try to repay All I've taken from you Maybe, Lord I can show someone else What I've been through myself On my way back to you She sang along in a rasping, labored voice. And then she went to sleep. Mother died today, or yesterday. But not really. It is said that a woman dies twice. Once when her heart stops. And once when her name is spoken for the last time. Considering the people she touched, the kindness she freely gave, the strength she offered, I am quite sure Mother will live 100 years more. At least.

My Mother Will Live 100 Years More People will continue to speak the name of a woman who gave kindness freely and inspired their strength By Charlie LeDuff Charlie LeDuff Mother's life was not one of accolades or prizes or financial riches. Mother was a handsome woman who lived a normal life. But when cancer came to claim her face, it exposed a beauty previously unseen by me. “That’s the thing about growing old,” she said of the affliction that had stolen her eyes and taken the bridge of her nose and left her in darkness. “Eventually God punishes every woman for her vanity.” Even so, Mother continued to wear a wristwatch so she might document the hour when her eyesight would return. Of course, it never did. She was 81. Evangeline Baldis (née Steele) was born in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, the daughter of a truck driver and waitress. In her life, Mother was many things. A factory girl, a florist, a painter, a gourmet, a theologian. She was a wife to three men. Mother to five children. Grandmother of 10. Great-grandmother of three. She also offered sanctuary to many children lost in the blizzard of drugs and divorce known as The Eighties. There was always a warm meal at her table. At that time, men were packing their bags and walking out the door and women were left to go out to earn the bread. Naturally, children ran wild—including her own. On more than one occasion, Mother presented herself in an old fur coat at the threshold of a disreputable door demanding her child be returned to her. “There is a word for that,” her sister Joann said at the hour of her death. “Flair. Your mother had flair.” Weeks earlier, Mother asked: “Why does God keep me around? What does he want from me? I’m ready.” “One last great lesson, Ma,” I supposed. “I think He wants you to teach us how to die with dignity. How not to be afraid.” She nodded. And then she asked for a cigarette. And then she asked for a chocolate. And then she asked for a spritz of Oscar de la Renta. At the foot of her bed, a great-grandchild clutched at the post attempting to right herself. Mother knew the baby by the sound of her gurglings. The baby carries her name. Evangeline. The bringer of good news. The scent of lilac and sage wafted in from the garden along with the dang-dong of the wind chime. Mother had been floating in the morphine clouds for sometime. As the day grew nearer, and the dosage grew higher, I expected strange things to bubble from her haze. I did not know what exactly. Rantings perhaps. Bitterness maybe. Medicine is a truth serum, and cancer is a monster. But strange words never came. She was the same woman in death’s shadow as she was in life’s light. She was more handsome than I had ever known. One evening, in the darkened room, she asked, “Why me, Lord? “What’s that, Ma?” “Kris Kristofferson,” she said. “Why me, Lord?” It wasn’t a question. It was a request. “Why Me?” is Kristofferson’s gospel song of humility and grace; of feeling unworthy of God’s blessings. I remembered it from boyhood. I played it for her. Try me, Lord If you think there's a way I can try to repay All I've taken from you Maybe, Lord I can show someone else What I've been through myself On my way back to you She sang along in a rasping, labored voice. And then she went to sleep. Mother died today, or yesterday. But not really. It is said that a woman dies twice. Once when her heart stops. And once when her name is spoken for the last time. Considering the people she touched, the kindness she freely gave, the strength she offered, I am quite sure Mother will live 100 years more. At least.

Michigan Enjoyer

12,746 просмотров • 25 дней назад

FROM THE ALTAR OF IDOLS TO THE ALTAR OF GOD: WIRED TO LAST! 🔥🙌 Sis. Chinedu was raised in a traditionalist family and actively participated in idol worship. Everything changed in October 2025 when a lady persistently invited her to church, saying, “Just come for one service. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to come again.” She agreed. During that service, as the Senior Pastor began ministering with his flute, she encountered the presence of God, broke down in tears, and surrendered her life to Christ. From that day, she has never missed a service. She later renounced every form of idolatry and dedicated her life to the altar of the Living God. Unknown to her, there had been an evil covenant that she would never live beyond the age of 30. But because she was now connected to God’s altar, the covenant was broken. To the glory of God, she celebrated her 30th birthday this past Thursday! Not long after, the enemy struck. She became critically ill; confined to a wheelchair, unable to eat or drink, and vomiting blood. On the 10th of the month, she connected by faith to the Commanding the Day Midnight Prayer and encouraged other patients in the ward to join as well. During the prayers, her case was mentioned, and instantly God turned everything around. The next morning, she was hungry, ate, drank, stood up, and walked. Even more amazingly, the patients who joined the prayers with her also received their healing.🔥 Today, she has returned to give all the glory to God for delivering her from evil covenants, preserving her life, and proving once again that those connected to His altar are truly Wired to Last! Hallelujah! 👏🔥

FROM THE ALTAR OF IDOLS TO THE ALTAR OF GOD: WIRED TO LAST! 🔥🙌 Sis. Chinedu was raised in a traditionalist family and actively participated in idol worship. Everything changed in October 2025 when a lady persistently invited her to church, saying, “Just come for one service. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to come again.” She agreed. During that service, as the Senior Pastor began ministering with his flute, she encountered the presence of God, broke down in tears, and surrendered her life to Christ. From that day, she has never missed a service. She later renounced every form of idolatry and dedicated her life to the altar of the Living God. Unknown to her, there had been an evil covenant that she would never live beyond the age of 30. But because she was now connected to God’s altar, the covenant was broken. To the glory of God, she celebrated her 30th birthday this past Thursday! Not long after, the enemy struck. She became critically ill; confined to a wheelchair, unable to eat or drink, and vomiting blood. On the 10th of the month, she connected by faith to the Commanding the Day Midnight Prayer and encouraged other patients in the ward to join as well. During the prayers, her case was mentioned, and instantly God turned everything around. The next morning, she was hungry, ate, drank, stood up, and walked. Even more amazingly, the patients who joined the prayers with her also received their healing.🔥 Today, she has returned to give all the glory to God for delivering her from evil covenants, preserving her life, and proving once again that those connected to His altar are truly Wired to Last! Hallelujah! 👏🔥

Dunamis International Gospel Centre

11,013 просмотров • 7 дней назад

There was hardly any dry eye in church today😭🥺❤️. A member was sharing her testimony and thanking God that she turned 65. The story is that about 9 years ago, she was diagnosed with cancer and her husband stood by her. He left EVERYTHING and was at the hospital with her for 6months while she underwent treatment and he has been by her side since then. This testimony touched me so deeply because the marriage vow is a SERIOUS vow! “In sickness and in health” is NOT a statement to gloss over. May God help us all. This one touched me very deeply!

There was hardly any dry eye in church today😭🥺❤️. A member was sharing her testimony and thanking God that she turned 65. The story is that about 9 years ago, she was diagnosed with cancer and her husband stood by her. He left EVERYTHING and was at the hospital with her for 6months while she underwent treatment and he has been by her side since then. This testimony touched me so deeply because the marriage vow is a SERIOUS vow! “In sickness and in health” is NOT a statement to gloss over. May God help us all. This one touched me very deeply!

Kunle Kenny -The Joy Dispenser

60,789 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад