Love, Loss, Liberation
I’m grieving the loss of Mila, the pup. That’s what Tanya named her—Mila. She now rests at the PFA Pet Cemetery. It was truly heartbreaking. We gave it everything we had, especially Tanya, who stayed up tirelessly nursing her. I hoped for Mila’s recovery and did my part without expecting a specific outcome. I chose to support Tanya and Mila because, something had to be done to save the pup! The outcome, however, was left entirely to a higher power. The memory of Mila’s first look still lingers in my mind. I can’t seem to let it go. Despite all our efforts, we couldn’t save her. This loss has led me to reflect deeply on human relationships. We often pour our energy, time, and love into the people we care about, only to feel hurt when they use us and move on once their needs are fulfilled. But maybe that’s a blessing in disguise. Who wants fake friends and family anyway? Everyone has their own battles, and if we feel disappointed, it’s often because we expect something in return. Ma...