hi, if you’re having a good day remember that once the team found neil after baltimore and he came back to palmetto, he literally sat down with all of them and told them that he was planning on leaving by the end of the season, planning on telling the fbi everything, like…. not even 48 hours after being kidnapped, tortured and almost killed, he sat down and told them that he had accepted that he’d die in a few months, that he started to spend more time and put some effort into his relationships with the team because he knew he didn’t had much time left. that he wanted to keep playing with them, that he wanted them to win and then die a fox once his time was over. they literally had to sit and hear it all coming from neil after everything that happened that night. andrew was right by his fucking side and had to hear that he planned on dying all along right after realizing that he could never recover from it if that ever happened. they had spent the other night thinking what if, what if, imagining everything that could have happened to neil and then seeing on his face and arms everything that did happened ONLY to have to do it all over again, but knowing the entire truth about him now, with the knowledge that the past few months were a goodbye and the feeling of what’s like to lose neil fresh in their memory.
9 Days of Sense8:Day 9 - #Sense8AppreciationDay ↳ Who am I? Do you mean, where I’m from? What I one day might become? What I do? What I’ve done? What I dream? Do you mean… what you see or what I’ve seen? What I fear or what I dream? Do you mean who I love? Do you mean, what I’ve lost? Who am I? I guess… who I am is exactly the same as who you are. Not better than. Not less than. Because there is no one who has been or will ever be exactly the same as either you or me.
May 14, 2017 - 03:42 1 Missed Voice Message
To: Maiolaine Bonneau
“Happy Birthday, again. Hopefully 20 is starting to treat you well… Uh-… I still smell like your perfume… it’s nice… But… that’s not why I’m calling you. I… I shouldn’t have kissed you last night, Io. I don’t regret it, but… fuck-… I shouldn’t have done it… Listen, Io… I can’t do this right now… “us”… You’re an amazing woman, and I do like you, but… I don’t think it’s our time… I… I think it would be best if we distance ourselves for… a while… I-… Maiolaine, I’m sorry…“
To add more to the ending, Ashi knew she wouldn’t survive. She was born in the future, without Aku, she wouldn’t be born. She brought Jack back to the past cause she knew that’s what would make him happy, his end goal. Even in the last few moments when she knew sooner or later she would pass, she wanted Jack happy.
I am so proud of the Ottawa Senators. Nobody thought they would even make it into the playoffs at the beginning of this season, and then to win round one, round two, and force a game 7 against the defending Stanley Cup champions that went to double OT? No, I don’t think a lot of people saw that coming. But they did that and so much more. Craig Anderson is a phenomenal goaltender, and we would not be here without him. Considering everything he and his family have had to deal with in their personal lives this year, it’s absolutely amazing to see what he’s accomplished. He was even able to tie the Senators’ record for most playoff wins for a goalie. Erik Karlsson continues to be our ridiculously talented captain, playing 30+ minutes on multiple occasions, all while breaking the Senators’ record for most assists in one playoff run and playing every game on a fractured foot. Kyle Turris is an amazing hockey player and a leader on and off the ice, and I don’t think a lot of people knew that before these playoffs. He was our top goal-scorer this season, and he dedicated as much time to his team as he did to the Capital City Condors, a team that helps bring the game of hockey to kids with disabilities, of which he is the honorary captain. Guys like Mark Stone, Mike Hoffman, and Zack Smith were also some of our best points-producers and everyone got to see that these playoffs. Derick Brassard welcomed his new team with a great season and came up clutch on multiple occasions this post-season. Jean-Gabriel Pageau got (another) playoff hatty, delighting his hometown crowd along with fellow Ottawa native Marc Methot, who lost part of his flippin’ finger this season. We also wouldn’t be here without our great defense, including Cody Ceci, Mark Borowiecki, and, yes, Dion Phaneuf (I can’t believe I’m saying that). All in all, there are so many heroes on this team, a team that went through so much adversity this season, a team that pretty much everyone doubted, and I’m so so so proud of the Sens and this wonderful season they’ve strung together for me to enjoy. Also big props to Guy Boucher, I think we finally got a coach we can count on. Thanks for this brilliant playoff run, Sens! Right back at it next year ❤
I’m mad. Fucking furious. Fucking furious that a medical professional who oversaw Ava’s first year and a half of life failed to order any of the tests that could have told us her brain wasn’t developing properly A FUCKING YEAR AGO.
I know that anger is unproductive. I know that I did what I could when I could and I moved us where she would get the care she needed. This is why we came to Cleveland. This right here. Haven’t even been here six months and we’re miles ahead of where we were after 15 months with her old neuro.
That’s good. That’s helpful. I can take comfort in that. That I didn’t wait any longer to get her where she needed to be.
Right now she’s fine. She’s perfect. She’s full of life and personality. She is learning and growing and developing just fine. That can change at any moment though. And I have to stay vigilant. I have to be prepared for whatever might happen in her little baby brain.
Right now I’m learning everything I can about Sturge-Weber Syndrome. About toddler brain development. I’m looking up how we can get her covered by Medicaid to make sure she can get whatever test/procedure she needs regardless of whether my private insurance covers it.
I’m looking up early intervention services, early head start. Whatever I can do to help the left side of her brain grow normally to compensate for the right side not growing properly.
I can’t fix her brain. I can’t make her blood vessels unfuck themselves. I can’t make anything in her head be right.
But I can fight for her. I can get her whatever outside resources are available to her to help mitigate this bullshit her traitorous little brain is pulling. I’m on this. I got this.