I'm Lori Toland and I want to thank you for stopping by. Education is the key when it comes to fight homophobia and transphobia. We can make a difference.
My dad is an amazing dude, but he hasn't always been understanding of what I write. It used to be that "gay stuff" and he never understood why I write what I do. After years of talking to him and being patient, he has come around now and he is proud of what I do and what I create. It's a huge change and it makes me really happy.
So if there is anyone who is homophobic or transphobic, don't shun them and cut them out of your life just because they are misinformed. Change their lives by educating them. Change their lives for the better. It won't happen over night, but like my dad, maybe, hopefully, they'll come around.
May 17th is International Day Against
Homophobia and Transphobia and you can check out all the details here: http://dayagainsthomophobia.org/
Together, we can make a difference. It does get better.
Now for the fabulous contest! :) the prize is the complete Replacement Guitarist series in ebook! Yay!
Thanks for entering! Shayla Mist has won the blog hop here at Lori Toland's blog. Thanks to everyone who entered!
It's with a very heavy heart that I write this eulogy for a wonderful cat, Chester Toland. When he came to us with his little sister, he was a handful. They were both still teenage kitties with lots of bounce and love to give. The first time my hubby saw Chester, he strolled up the driveway complaining about his food bowl being empty and my husband was in love.
Milly and Chester were a birthday present to myself, one that kept giving with love and devotion. We hated to vacation and opted to stay at home with them to relax and cuddle, because their healing purr always made anything better.
Last year, we found out Chester was FIV+ but it didn't slow him down. He still pounced on his little sister with all the ferociousness he always had. While we had a few scares, he still carried on with dignity and grace through it all. He never let on that he was in pain and even when we got the news, Chester had hopped on the bench next to me. Before the vet came in, he sat beside me and put his paws on my leg, as if to say, "It'll be okay, Mum." I take those moments with me now.
A few years ago, I'd read that in order to promote your brand as an author, you should blog about your passion and what you know. I figured I could blog about being a CEO and being in charge but that would get boring after a while (blah, I preach enough at work) but something that brings me great joy is my cats. I already had over a thousand pictures of them so why not share?
Once a week sharing pics became an extravaganza of adoration. I would upload them and feel pure joy every time.
This last picture shows how much he adored me and his dad. He was lovey like this with everyone, even the vets who gave him a shot in the bum. Except little sister, because she always reminded him that he was full of poop. :)
Yesterday, Chester received his angel wings and I asked him to say hi to everyone we've lost. I'm sure they will take care of him and he will give them the love we received from him for these eight brilliant years.
We love you, baby boy. Milly, Daddy and I will take good care of each other.
(ETA) You can also click on the tag Cats to be taken to all the posts about my babies.