As most of you know, I gave up Facebook and Instagram for Lent. I have been 100% faithful to that and will continue to be... after this.
Here is the link to a Facebook campaign to save my best friend’s service dog.
Lent is a time of reflection and personal accountability. You know what I am personally accountable for most in my life? My identity as a friend to people I love. Molly Taylor is one of those people, and her sweet boy, Tex, is in big trouble. She DESPERATELY needs to raise money for his surgery, and she asked me for help. I would not be a good Christian or a good friend if I did not respond immediately to that request and if I didn't share this story so that we could save her precious dog. He is her only constant in life, her best friend (even moreso than me), and he is truly a wonderful, sweet, loving boy who comforts her, keeps her hopeful, and makes her life worth living.
In this time of reflection during Lent, I have reflected a lot on what Molly has done for me. Who she has been in my darkest hours and what that has done in my life. My personal accountability to her far exceeds a social media post.
Here is the link to Molly’s GoFundMe campaign to save Tex.
Please, I am begging you, donate even a dollar to help save Tex. If you have ever had a pet who was like your child, if you have ever had a best friend, and if you have ever needed help and been helped out by someone, please reflect on THAT, and take a moment to make a donation. Tex is everything to Molly, and I would give everything I had to make sure that he could stay by her side for many years to come.
Molly is one of the most incredible human beings I have ever had the blessing to meet. She has loved me at my darkest, supported me when no one else cared, loved on me from afar and gotten me emergency medical care at no cost to me. Molly LITERALLY saved my life last year by providing me with access to a doctor and medication that I could not afford. And now, her service animal, her “son”, her sweet boy, her best friend, and her constant comfort is in my shoes. Except he is in an even more dangerous predicament than I am. I cannot imagine Molly’s life without Tex in it. I don’t ever want to. She needs him like I need my psychiatric treatment. He is literally one of her lifelines. He helps to keep her safe, in more ways than you can imagine.
Please, PLEASE share this. Spread this like wildfire. Donate a dollar. Donate a hundred dollars. Post it where people who can donate will see it. Tweet it, Tumbl it, email it, post it on Facebook and Reddit and any other corner of the web you occupy so that my best friend can keep her best friend alive.
Thank you in advance.