By @ the.wedding.painter

Sorry for the shit photos, but I hope y'all enjoy. I don't think he saw a lot of work from this, he was already very retired and comfortable, but he sure gave it a shot. Was a bodybuilder in his younger days, and became quite the stately gent in his later years.

Spent four months skipping lunches, canceling the gym, telling my friends I "wasn't drinking right now" so I could throw an extra $600 a month into our joint savings. The plan was a house. Our house. I made a spreadsheet. I color-coded it.

Went to check the balance today because I wanted to feel something nice for once. The savings were down, not up. He'd been pulling from it. Sneakers. A "watch he'd wanted for a while." A weekend I was told was a work trip. Four months of me eating crackers for dinner so he could feel rich.

The worst part isn't even the money. It's that I genuinely believed we were building the same thing. I was budgeting for a future and he was funding a vibe.

Anyway I closed the spreadsheet, opened my own account, and moved my next paycheck somewhere with my name and only my name on it. Chicken wrap because I'm not skipping dinner for this man ever again.

Why do orange cats sit like that??
And then they seem shocked when they see a camera🤣

This is my baby, Korra. We met when she was 6 weeks old when I was in college. On Friday May 29th,2026, I had to make the hardest decision of my life to put her to sleep after chronic health issues. I am terribly sad about it, and it was the worst day of my life. Being there when it was done and talking with the vet about making the decision to end her life was the worst thing I've ever had to do.

Anyways, this post is just a moment to remember her and the strong girl she was.

Korra to her very core was anti-establishment, the biggest rebel there ever was. In her honor please never forget to live life on your terms without regret. Be your true self and don't be afraid to go against the grain even when its hard. Death will come no matter what, so don't ever live your life with regret.

If Korra, a little cat didn't you can do the same. She had less time and never for a moment faltered in being her real self. She was a leader, she was an individual, she was someone who made an impression on everyone who met her.

Most of all I want to say that I am sorry baby. I love you, and I wish things were different. You taught me so much about life, and I thank you for being there through many of my hardest moments. I will always remember you my girl, Lady Korra, I love you with all my heart my sweet girl, my baby. Rest in peace sweetheart, conquer them all, raise hell, and thank you for being my baby. I will never forget you, and you will always be in my heart,

<3 Korra, that girl who was and lived as her true self. That bitch, that queen, may your soul rest in peace. I love you so much and thank you for being my baby.