I used to think that when people fell in love, they just landed where they landed, and they had no choice in the matter afterward. And maybe that’s true of beginnings, but it’s not true of this, now. I fell in love with him. But I don’t just stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.
This man is literally living my dream life.
Literally my childhood. Holy crap.
A baby wombat has made a full recovery after being found in the pouch of her dead mother’s body. After noticing the animal at the side of the road, a quick thinking passerby decided to check if the poor creature was carrying any offspring. Incredibly, despite its mother being struck by a car, the teeny critter was found shivering inside its pouch, still suckling at its mother teat. After an urgent phone call from a passerby to the local wildlife helpline, voluntary animal carer, Kim Hunter, 48 came to the rescue of the baby wombat and took it home.
Picture: KIM HUNTER / CATERS NEWS (via Pictures of the day: 20 August 2014 - Telegraph)