1058

1058 is not just a son of 399, but one of her famous quads born back in 2020. 399’s death last October threw me for a loop. I cried for weeks after her death. Jesus will always be my hope and strong tower who guided me thru my divorce and He will be there every step of the rest of my life. 399 was the poster child of my new found independence born out of my divorce from Ex. Her death felt like a literal slap. The sting lasting long after the news.

1058 died this week in the exact same manner his mother died last October. Hit by a car in the Grand Teton National Park area, with one big difference. The person who hit 399 called the authorities and made sure she was taken care. 1058 was found in a ditch, with injuries consistent with a car strike. And Im right back to where I was last October. In tears.

Life is so fragile and short and wildly unpredictable. 1058 just emerged from his winter’s hibernation and now his life is gone just like his mother’s.

After 399 death last fall, I purchased this beautiful photo as a reminder: Don’t wait. Do the things. I begged Ex to go see her, and as with everything in our married life, Ex dictated who, what, when and where. So we never went, never saw, never did. Period. Full stop. 399 and her cubs are my inspiration.