A Year In The Life Of Millie, The Kitty With A Broken Heart

“Millie is the most perfect kitten in the world. From the beginning it was clear something was wrong. She was born with Tetralogy of Fallot, a heart condition with four serious defects. She wasn’t supposed to survive birth but still made a good go at playing with her brothers. She is the sweetest little thing and always wanted her brothers’ company… and then a warm place to curl up in her new home. At a month she was far to small for the “big cat” bowls and the vets were sure she wasn’t going to make it.Millie was always very playful but she kept getting out of breath and we were told she wouldn’t make it to six months. Her kitten collar was far too big and she didn’t like it. She can’t go outside though, so that’s not really a problem. Millie always bounds up to you when she thinks something exciting is happening… or there’s a chance for some tuna. She is best friends with Clyde and often sits on the windowsill waiting when he goes outside. She’s much bigger now and can eat from the proper bowls! She’s also a bit of a monkey. For a few weeks she was very ill and just lay about gasping for breath and one morning she couldn’t open her eyes without help as they were so bunged up. After a very worried night for us, staying up syringing water into her mouth, she started to improve a bit. The other cats take good care of her.
Happy one year Millie. You’re a little miracle.”

Photos/Text by ImightbeGroot on Imgur
Via Love Meow

I have nothing but your generosity to put my hope in. Nothing. For I stand at Your door holding broken scraps…and yet you open. Save me from this storm. I am the most helpless of all your slaves. And I’m lost. Wandering in the middle of a forest trying to find my way. But all the tress look the same, and each path just leads back to the beginning. No one finds their way out of this forest—except whom You save. Save me. For truly, truly I cannot save myself.
—  Yasmin Mogahed
It's crazy how much can change in a year...

This time last year, I had the BIGGEST crush on my best friend, I was debating whether or not I still wanted to be a lawyer, I was broke, had no car, and I barely had 1500 followers on Tumblr.

NOW, I no longer have a crush on my best friend and our friendship remains stronger than ever, my love life is slowly but surely getting better, I’m attending my DREAM LAW school very, I’m pre-rich, bought my first car on my own, and I have over 4000 followers on here. 

Whatever you do, please don’t give up. Life gets better just be patient.

I don’t thing Harry Potter generation is aware of the fact that we would be the next golden era at Hogwarts. 

Young wizards and witches born between 1990-1999 would be the era that does not remember the Big War at details but still honors it because of the stories our parents have told us. 

The Harry Potter Generation is exactly the generation that enters Hogwarts without battle scars and fears. 

Think about it, some of us would maybe go to classes with young Teddy Lupin, one of us would even be his prefect and would have to get him out of trouble, because despite everything he is a son of Marauder and he would hate to stay in his bed late at night.

We would go to school at a time of the greatest and wisest headmaster Hogwarts ever had: Minerva McGonagall. The castle would be repaired, improved.  There will be new paintings on the walls portraying the Great Battle, new secret passages to discover, because the castle was under reconstriuction for a time before you came in and new professors, that could actually teach you potions without giving you attitude and we could even have decent Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

There would be remembering the old, sure, but there would be so much new to explore. House rivalry would tone down between Gryffindor and Slytherin, because there’s no Potter and Malfoy around for another ten years.  I would be peacefull except occasional illegal dueling at the corridors and secret wizarding chess games at the 3rd floor. 

But no more imminent danger. The school would again be just that. A school. Institute or learning and growing up.

I don’t think our generation apreciates it enough. We are the new hope for Wizarding world and if that doesn’t make you feel better about yourself I don’t know what does. 

We all have progress to make,
faults to admit, and 
a future to strive toward.

Some start stronger than others,
yet others finish ahead
of the early starters
because of perseverance.

—  It’s not about where you begin, 209/365 (e.f.a.)