just some love love love

I’m currently working at a veterinary practice owned by two women, a total of five female doctors, one female nurse, and all female receptionists. And it has been one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.

Amongst all the chaos of dealing with picky clients, emergency cases, and dying patients whom you don’t want to lose hope for, there is joy. There is wonder and a fascination for learning. There are inside jokes and fun teasing (some inappropriate without making you feel icky!). There is advice thrown around without condescending judgement.

There was a moment today where these women were gathered in the entrance of the dog hospital and they cackled with laughter over a funny patient story. Their joy felt insurmountable and so overwhelming.

These are women who love their jobs and love the people they work with. These are women who want their colleagues to succeed in every aspect of life. One of the partners of the practice said it was really hard for one of the doctors starting out because she had to compete with her male peers’ charm even though she was much more bright and brilliant, that she was going to be an incredible doctor. And the way she said it man, with so much love? It is so special to see.

There’s a quote in the practice that they live by: we do not have to take ourselves seriously in order to take our job seriously. They have bad days when people call them awful vets, or days when they lose a patient and it felt harder than usual. And they cry together about it, but also know how to move on.

I see them and I am in awe.

It felt extra special to me because I previously worked at a vet practice owned by men, had only male doctors and a male nurse. The practice felt cold and it was hard for them to connect to clients and patients because how they worked was so robotic.

I’m not saying this because I’m against men (maybe i am a little), but I’m saying this because of how much warmth I felt amongst women that is often hard to feel with male vets. And maybe it’s because women are more comfortable with being vulnerable. But it makes me really sad that some of these guys will never get to experience what I did this past week.

and as soon as he grows out of that mentality, he’ll realise that it’s not Claire. it never was.

Gregory and Janine are cut short before they even get to try.

The whole point is that it’s supposed to be their choice. Ava is also chipping in and now Mr. Morton relayed the story about his wife.

why would she become so cruel as the cruelty expressed upon her? why would she keep Oak for that long, especially when she feels so much for him? it’s so drastic, and she’s so valid to be hurt by his past actions. but it seems so out of character to become the very thing that unravelled you in the first place.

be annihilation incarnate, break your curses. but to inflict fear so permeative in your court?

basically: an AU set in the 1800s where Henry and Alex meet in a small town, fall in love and get married. But it’s not enough for Alex. He’s an engineer that wants to get out of his small town and build something bigger out there, in the world, make his mark and feel impactful. So, he leaves.

A couple years later, he comes back, moves back into the same offices he left years ago. But now, half the place is a GP practice, and he sees Henry sharing his office space with a patient he’s examining.

Henry takes one look at him and says, “Oh, no.” And his patient scowls at Alex because everyone in town hates him for leaving Henry with no indication of coming back. And how could Henry have left the only place he knew as home, because it was enough for him, their life.

After that, there’s a bit of rivalry: of doing things the other doesn’t like on purpose. But Henry sighs heavily one day after they’ve both been so petty, and he just sits at his desk and writes up his notes for the day. Alex sees this and feels an ache in his chest.

The rest of the dream is pretty blurry, but there was a scene with Henry and Alex sitting on chairs, facing each other. Alex is so mournful, because even though he achieved what he set out to do - there’s paper clippings on Henry’s desk about his husband being part of the first oil drill - he can’t believe he left something insurmountable for something so trivial. He missed home, and for Alex it wasn’t the small town, it was Henry. He missed Henry.

Henry brushes Alex’s hair back and smiles at him, softly, gently.

AND THEN IT ENDS.

nicholas galitzine and taylor perez were literally in my dream wth.

i read that book when it first came out and i was fifteen. it has been my entire world these past years. and yet i have to wait until it becomes available on DVD.

i mean, even Susannah and Jere knew! how did she not?

since the beginning of time, they’ve been together. in heaven and on earth. and despite that, Crowley still finds Aziraphale “unpredictable” and can’t seem to go a single day without his “best friend”.