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@KatTimpf Oh my, when will it stop. Hopefully very soon. Will definitely do what you’re asking for Kat. God Bless.

I do appreciate condolences, but better than that, I would like you to do something kind for someone you know. Maybe someone you haven’t reached out to for a while, who may have gone through something difficult a long time ago that everyone has now moved on from. I am no stranger to Trauma Road, after all, and I know that’s how it goes… people rushing to do anything for you at the beginning, and then slowly fading away, until you are ultimately left with your unbearable loss alone. I know it will happen to me, too: The world will move on from this, even as I do not. This is a universal experience for anyone who goes through tragedy, and it is up to us to change that.   If I could make one wish, I would bring my dad back. I know it’s not possible, because I have spent days trying. So instead, I would like to wish that we can all remember that every person we are talking to carries wounds and treat one another with humanity, regardless of our differences. My father always did that. He was a man of faith and strong values who did not have time to judge others, as he was far too busy living his life as the example of what a good man should be.   While I have everyone’s ear, I am begging for us all to do our best to follow my father’s example. I need to see more kindness. Not just for me, as, although I am suffering immensely, I know I am not the only one suffering. Suffering is happening all over the world, every single one of us is dealing with something, and yet we act otherwise. Remember that the person you speak to is a human just like you are; that most of us want the same things such as happiness, love, and the best for our families and friends, and that most of our disagreements come from simply a difference of opinion in how to get there.   Go be nice to someone. Go have the conversations I wish I could have with my father. Go do something good, go say something kind -- because I can absolutely promise you, there is no limit to how cruel the world can be on its own.   I’ll see everyone soon.   Kat   P.S. Less than a week before my dad died, I had to put Cheens down.

My seemingly healthy, strong father Daniel “Dad Timpf” Timpf died very unexpectedly on the evening of May 7 at just 69 years old.   It does not seem like enough to simply call him my father, because he was so much more than that. He was my rock, my hero and my best friend. He was loyal, funny, kind, selfless, hard-working, and so devoted to his children that it was impossible to be near him and not find yourself inspired. He was a writer, a painter, a sailor, and somehow knowledgeable on every subject from world history to literature to accounting. He was the most dependable person anyone has ever met. I always felt like, as long as I had his phone number, there was not a problem I could not solve. I needed him here with me; I am not okay, and I am far from the only person who feels this.   The birth of my son in February 2025, his first grandchild, was supposed to be a happy new beginning for our family. A family that had been already once devastated by an untimely loss: the loss of my mother Anne Marie to a rare disease in 2014 just a matter of weeks after her diagnosis.   The joy of my son’s birth was, of course, complicated by my also very unexpected breast cancer diagnosis just a matter of hours before going into labor with him. During this time, my dad did what he did best, which was to save the day. As soon as he heard about my diagnosis, he simply got into the car and started driving to New York -- making it through the tunnel just as my  son was born…on the day that happened to be his own birthday, as well.   In the tumultuous time of a simultaneous new cancer diagnosis and new baby, my dad was the sole reason for our stability, rushing in to help care for our son, and returning to do so again for my double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery, and any time that we ever needed him. It was an awful, awful year… but I found so much joy and hope throughout it by watching the beauty of a very special relationship form between my son and my father. This horrible thing that was happening was creating such a very special bond between the two of them -- almost making the terrible thing worth it -- and I was so excited to see how that bond would grow.   The bond was of top priority for my father, who visited from Michigan often. I saw him last on the Monday before he died, and my son was so proud to help his grandfather push his suitcase down to the car as he left. The goodbyes were quick. Why wouldn’t they be? We would all see each other again at the beginning of June, when we would all head to Texas for my shows and to see my grandpa. We wanted to make sure that my son could spend as much time as he could with his great-grandfather. He is, after all, 93.   I was certainly not over the trauma of my cancer or having to amputate the breasts I so badly wanted to feed my son with, but the one thing I could always count on to get me through my worst moments was seeing my son’s and my father’s faces light up when they saw each other, be it during the visits or our routine morning and bedtime FaceTime calls.   That is, at least, until I had to hear over the phone from a doctor I had never met in an emergency room in the same town up north that I’d previously announced to my father that I was pregnant that my dad was dead; I would never see him again, and neither would my son. It would turn out that last year was not the hard one, after all. Rather, it was the one I would now do anything to relive. I would amputate my breasts every year just to be able to speak with him one more time, even for five minutes.   I am currently living an unimaginable horror. For many people, this is a tragic story. For me, it’s my life. I do not know how I will recover from it. I only know that I have to for the sake of what is left of my family.

Sleep Tight everyone. I never knew what the phrase meant. Now I do. "Sleep tight" originated in the 19th century, likely referring to the tightening of ropes on traditional beds to keep mattresses firm. It means to sleep soundly or securely

@AbbottEddi5270 Why does it look like the state of Texas? lol

Grab a Whiskey and play this video!!!!!! This just sent to me by someone from the “MIDWEST” United States There are craft and there are…….. CRAFT! Y’all……… this sucker has windows that line the underside of this huge Star Wars Mon Calimari looking ship! So….. pull your screen close and dig in …. She goes outside into her back yard. One of the kids says… ‘what is that?’ She looks up and freezes!! Grabs her phone and that is where we join the event…. We are no where near alone on the 3rd Rock from the Sun!! This is what she captured…. @JonStewartIL

@LakerCj As a Thunder fan, not looking forward to playing San Antonio. They beat us 4 times this year.

Makes me sick because this Thunder team is beatable..

@BoomerThunderer @Hero_OfThe_Day 😂

@Hero_OfThe_Day That definitely made the difference in tonight’s 23 point ass beating.

OKC bites on the pump fake, hits LeBron as he goes up for the attempt, no free-throws!! I don’t care what the broadcast says, this has always been free-throws. Shai has gotten free-throws this series doing this!!

@Jake_s_Take @LakeShowYo @NBA 😂 He ran into Hart. That is Homer blind.

@LakeShowYo Hartenstein is not in position, and is CLEARLY holding Austin’s right arm.. but Doris doesn’t think that’s a foul. 😂 Girls are great at some things, but announcing for men’s sports, aint one of them. The @NBA needs to suspend habitual floppers & ban women from announcing..

“I think that’s a good no-call. These refs have done a really good job” DORIS BURKE IS SMOKING D*CK 😭😭😭

@AnyaMuss @greg16676935420 No. That wouldn’t be the name of the sandwich. Instead of a Big Mac it would be a Big ….

@greg16676935420 Trivia: this iconic sandwich was named in honor of the original McDonald brothers who started the first restaurant. Since it was a family restaurant, they wisely focused on Mac Mc Donald rather than his brother, Dick.

I ordered a Big Mac with everything removed. Stay tuned to see what happens

@MJTruthUltra Sorry, I’ve been working. I’m sure you found out by now. Yes that is what the news post said here in Amarillo.

@MJTruthUltra Families traveling from Amarillo to a pickleball tournament in New Braunfels. Sad situation.

Five people were killed in a plane crash south of Austin, Texas last night. The only question I have is who was on that plane? (7 out of 10) Preliminary flight data found that the plane took off from Amarillo, Texas, which is about 420 miles northwest of the crash area, and was in the air for almost two hours before it crashed. Cause under investigation. rumble.com/v799l96-five-p…

@tccasillas Prayers for peace and comfort for you and your family Mr. Casillas.

It’s been a month since my beautiful wife, Tamara, unexpectedly passed away. The pain is still so real—not just for me, but for my kids,our family, friends, and everyone who had the blessing of knowing her. Today, I just want to publicly say thank you to each and every one of you for the prayers, love, and support. It has meant more than words can ever express. Tamara touched so many lives. She was larger than life—magnetic, beautiful, loyal… an amazing mother, CoCo, and my soulmate for 31 years. I guess when you love someone so deeply, it breaks your heart even more. Every single day, she read her devotional. Her faith was strong, and she truly lived by it: “Don’t dwell on the negative. Keep your head up so you can see all the blessings around you.” I’m holding onto that now… one day at a time. Appreciate my @dallascowboys football brothers and Jerry and Gene Jones for the amazing flowers and support!! Until we dance again , Rest Your Beautiful Soul. Anthony Steven 🙏🙏❤️❤️💪💪

@GuntherEagleman Probably meaning not to try and adjust her microphone. Good Lord People.

What did Fox News host Marth MacMallum just get told to "not touch" by her bosses? Makes you wonder.

Let’s get this done. Pray for the Iranian people.

@toddarcher So when Dallas wins the Super Bowl this year, Jets get our 32nd pick and we basically have the first pick in the second round is what you’re saying.

Cowboys 2027 draft picks: 1st round* 1st round - from GB (Parsons)* 2nd round 3rd round 4th round – to GB (Gary) 5th round – to Pitt (Pickens) 6th round 6th round - from Pitt (Pickens) 7th round - to Phi * Higher pick goes to NYJ (Williams). They won't receive any comp picks.

@KidRock Thanks so much for sharing!

@RiseAgainstEvil @POTUS Spoken like a true American! ♥️

Dear @POTUS, Members of Your Administration, and the American People, My heart is still pounding a mile a minute as I write this through tears of gratitude that keep escaping. Yesterday, after eight long, soul-crushing years of separation, heartbreak, and sleepless nights, I stood at a US airport gate and finally wrapped my arms around my son. He stepped off that plane from South Africa, and in that single moment, every prayer I whispered in the dark, every tear I choked back, every fear that I might never see him again; it all shattered into pure, overwhelming joy. I cannot put into words what it felt like to see his plane come in. Eight years. Eight years of birthdays missed, of phone calls cut short by bad connections and broken hearts, of wondering if the next update would be the one that crushed me forever. The distance was a knife that never stopped twisting. But yesterday, America, YOUR America, brought my boy home. President Trump, to you and your Administration I owe a debt I can never repay. Thank you for believing that families belong together. Thank you for fighting to keep the refugee program alive as a true lifeline for those who have nowhere else to turn. Thank you for refusing to let bureaucracy and politics stand between a parent and a child who had waited far too long. Your leadership turned a hopeless nightmare into the most beautiful reunion of my life. And to the American people; every single one of you who voted, who prayed, who stood firm, I thank you from the bottom of my soul. You didn’t just bring my son home; you reminded me that this nation still believes in second chances, in mercy, and in the unbreakable power of family. Your compassion gave us back our future. Now hear me clearly. We are not here to take. We are here to stand. A part of my family came home to the greatest country on earth, and we will fight side by side with you against every force, foreign or domestic, that seeks to destroy her. We will fight for her borders, her values, her freedom, and her future. We will fight for the American Dream that just saved our family. We will never forget what you did for us, and we will spend every day proving that we are worthy of the grace you showed us. America, you didn’t just reunite one family, you reignited a fire in our hearts that will burn for this country until our last breath. With eternal gratitude, unbreakable loyalty, and tears of joy still finding its way down my cheeks, Us, the Amerikaners ❤️🇺🇸🙏✝️

THIS IS BECOMING PATHETIC. Who remembers @ChipsAhoy cookies being this small??? The packaging should say miniature cookies or something. Shrinkflation at its finest!

@iamlifeguardd Fabulous!

I decided to sing the full song for you I was a bit nervous – I didn’t expect my previous video to get so many views! I hope I did okay 😅 Sorry if my English isn’t perfect 🙏🏻

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@iamlifeguardd Wow your voice! You have a dynamic range! You definitely need to somehow make your way to American Idol.

это моё первое видео на английском. дорогие, извините меня за ошибки ☺️ надеюсь, что я не опозорилась 😂

@MMalagies Awen!

He did it again. He carried us through another week. Thank You God. Type amen if you agree