“She’s my person. If I murdered someone, she’s the person I’d call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor. She’s my person”.

I was dead I thought, I was for sure I’d flatlined. A few simple words that saved my life.

“Get in the car, You’re leaving.” She is the reason my son has his mother around to annoy him, and the reason I am not nearly as annoying as I once was. She tells me when I’m being dumb, but never makes me feel dumb. Challenged me to start caring. I am lucky she found me.

She is the aviary that seemingly is my Spirit Animal. My best friend and family. She saves my life everyday.