Mia Mattsson Mercer

Children and Animal Warrior

Category Archives: children

Update GoFundMe Horses

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❤️ Hi Everyone,

First and foremost, I want to thank you that has donated and shared this campaign. GoFundMe<<<<<<<
eason for me starting to rescue horses are many. I love horses, they are not only beautiful but also intelligent as many of you already know.

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hat many doesn’t know is that after a terrible horse accident when I was 9 years old, made me depressed and terrified for life. I didn’t want to live!

After surgeries, my mom tried so hard to help me. — she joked with me asking if I couldn’t start playing golf. But I wanted to be among horses—

One day she found Hirschof Ridingschool and there was a horse named Sunshine.

He listen too me when I told him about my day. I could cry without him rolling his eyes. Together with him I was in the moment, he brought me back to life.

Miracle is the handsome 26 y old horse that I rescued from Italy. He is amazing and can see when you are sad or happy. He sees your shattered heart.

I want so badly to save Gummi Bear and Rihanna and create, not only a senior retirement place. But for other children with broken hearts that can come out and receive healing from these horses.

I want to give back! Please help me help other children to feel seen and not judged, to feel“I am SomeOne” To meet the best healers.

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cannot do this by myself. A beautiful child therapist will be part of my team and many other educated people.

Your gift will be given back to both Animals and Children !

From my ❤️

Yours Olivia

Mirroring

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Children are copying what we are doing.

Animals are copying how we are feeling.

Important to Listen

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❤ When someone finally dares to reach out to you, take it seriously. It’s uncomfortable, but you can save a life.


Start by listening. Be kind. 

The death of a child is always heartbreaking and horribly, horribly wrong. But when a child dies by suicide, it brings a whole different level of grief, pain, and anguished bewilderment to those who cared about the child. 

Let’s take away one big myth. “She/He looks so happy!”

Its a roll, its a surviving mechanism.

Be kind on media, educate/talk to your children. We adult didn’t grow up with the internet–and it was tough already back then. Can you imagine how it is now?

Picture credit, woodleywonderworks/Flickr

Mission Together

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Since my children were born they have together with me gone on different missions.
When Olivia was only 3 months old, she and I went to a children hospital with 30 teddy bears!
When Max was 4 months old he went together with me and Olivia to an Italian Orphan home with donations.

Last Wednesday, we went on a new mission, I don't know how many hundreds missions we have been on already. I find it very important to involve my children, not only is it wonderful to be a rescue team. But it's also very nourishing for our souls.

To meet other people, children and animals that need some kind of help. Meeting others that are working with any kind of rescuing. And to see different environments, to understand that we all live differently.

I am incredibly proud over both my children, Max and Olivia!

They are in charge of two puppies traveling from Italy up to our home in Germany. And this Thursday are their new family from Sweden driving down to pick up the puppies for adoption!

That's Amore!

Ps. After a mission we always make something fun together. Like taking a wonderful dip in the pool.

The Girl’s Past Helped her Become an Animal Lawyer

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20170817mia1020cropped-mia_header_31.jpgText: Mia Mattsson-Mercer

Photo: Shutterstock

 

Outside my door stood a very thin girl in her too big t-shirt. By her side sat a messy dog.

The girl could not be more than seven years old that first day. When the social workers came to pick her up, she refused to accompany the assistant without her dog. One of the social workers was a big animal lover who had heard me tell how important animals can be for the humans healing.

The girl was interrogated while her dog, Duncan, laid next by her chair. She stretched and gently petted him over his coat. “He is my best friend. When my mother and stepfather argued, me and Duncan always crawled under the bed together. ”

Later I met them both, but the main character for me was Duncan.

He was calm and did not leave her side.

Bottles thrown, furniture being thrown around, punches, loud voices, followed by a spooky silence. Several times Duncan went to protect the girl. The dog even bit the man, but out of protection.

The social worker later confirmed that the girl’s stepfather had tried to get rid of the dog.

Children who come from a violent family can usually heal faster with animal therapy. The healing ability from the animals affects us humans strongly.

Over the years the girl and I have been in touch with each other and especially after the difficult time when Duncan died. Duncan fought against death to continue to protect, though his master was safe and away in school. He did not want to leave her.

We were many who were afraid of what the grief and sorrow would do to her.

But life often surprises us, I thought. You are many times fooled by your own assumptions, in advance of concrete actions of others.

Of course, she mourned. But after a while she started studying to become an animal lawyer. Her dream was to fight for animals that were not allowed to accompany the children in their new foster home. She spoke of her vision as “Duncan’s Law Firm”

She ends in the letter to me:

The way back is a lifelong path but definitely not impossible. It is a healing process on a long journey. We often wonder when we will come to the healing destination. But the wounds are also a way to learn to live, and together with Duncan I became stronger than ever.

Chris and Duncan

 

That’s Amore!

No one Should

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The mind replays what the heart can't delete

Always in my Bag

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We are really trying to reduce the use of plastic! I have to be honest I was shocked when I realized how much plastic we actually were using!!

Even if I feel good that we are recycling  doesn’t help with the bigger problem out there.

Me and my children try to catch each other in every plastic moment. And Me, Mom, are trying to always bring our reusable cups/straws in my bag.

That’s Amore!