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Lucas, a 15-year-old student, wasn’t feeling well at school one day, so his mom picked him up early. On the way home, th...
10/30/2025

Lucas, a 15-year-old student, wasn’t feeling well at school one day, so his mom picked him up early. On the way home, they went through a car wash and were laughing together when he suddenly noticed something outside—a woman pushing a cart along the street.

What caught his attention was her shoes. She wasn’t wearing sneakers or boots. She was walking in worn-out baseball cleats. Lucas turned to his mom and said quietly, “Ma, did you see that? She literally walks all over every day and that’s what she’s walking in. I wish I made enough money to buy comfortable shoes for everyone who doesn’t have any.”

Instead of just feeling sorry, Lucas wanted to take action. He asked his mom to stop at a Ross store nearby. With the little money he had from his part-time job—nearly a whole week’s pay—he picked out two pairs of shoes for her: durable athletic sneakers and warm winter boots. He even added a pack of new socks, carefully choosing what would last the longest and keep her comfortable.

They drove back and found the woman. Lucas stepped out of the car and handed her the bag. She looked at him in shock, then reached up and hugged him tightly. His mom, who hadn’t planned on taking pictures, quickly grabbed her phone when she saw the moment unfold—it was too powerful not to capture.

Lucas even helped her take the tags off and lace up the shoes. When he got back in the car, he sat quietly for a minute before whispering something that left his mom in tears: “Ma, today is her birthday. She was so happy.”

That rough day turned into one of the most meaningful days of his life. Without judgment, without hesitation, he simply cared. And with that simple act, he made a stranger’s birthday unforgettable.

As his mom later said, “He goes to school, plays football, and works six hours a week. And he used almost a week’s pay just to make a stranger smile. All because he cared.”
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Heard Island is located in the southern Indian Ocean, about 4,100 kilometers (2,550 miles) southwest of Australia and 1,...
10/30/2025

Heard Island is located in the southern Indian Ocean, about 4,100 kilometers (2,550 miles) southwest of Australia and 1,700 kilometers (1,055 miles) north of Antarctica. It is an Australian territory and has no permanent population, though it is occasionally visited by scientists.

The island is dominated by Big Ben, an active volcano that rises 2,745 meters (9,006 feet) above sea level. Heard Island is mostly covered in glaciers and is one of the most remote and extreme environments on Earth, with strong winds, heavy snowfall, and freezing temperatures year-round.

Due to its isolation, the island has an untouched ecosystem, home to large colonies of penguins, seals, and seabirds. It is part of a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and human access is strictly controlled to protect its fragile environment. The only way to reach Heard Island is by ship, which can take weeks from the nearest ports, and landings are extremely difficult due to rough seas and unpredictable weather.

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Tonight marked the end of two and a half years of my son living with us. As he walked over to the table with some food, ...
10/30/2025

Tonight marked the end of two and a half years of my son living with us. As he walked over to the table with some food, I casually asked what he was up to.

"I was hungry, so I made food for myself," he said.

But then I noticed—it was raw.

"I can cook that for you—it’s super easy!" I offered.

He shook his head. "I just wanted to eat something I used to have with my old family."

So, I sat down with him, inviting him to share more.

At just 6 years old, he was the one finding food for his younger siblings, who were only 2 years and 4 months old when they came to us. His parents wouldn’t feed him unless he was awake, and even then, there was rarely food to go around.

They spent their money on ci******es and other things, leaving him to search the back of their van for coins. He would walk to the store alone, buying packets of ramen—not knowing how to cook them, just eating the dry noodles with sauce.

And yet, he divided the food, making sure his baby siblings had enough, even trying to prepare bottles for the infant. At just 6 years old.

I asked him to show me how to make it his way.

We sat together, breaking up the noodles, adding sauce, and eating it just as he used to. He laughed when I struggled to do it right and reminisced about the first time I cooked ramen for him—how he refused to eat it because it was too different from what he knew.

"I couldn’t trust you back then," he admitted.

Pretty deep thinking for a 9-year-old.

But now? Now, he knows love. He knows safety. He knows he is home.

I share this because trauma doesn’t just disappear. Adopting a child doesn’t erase their past. It stays with them, in memories, in habits, in the way they see the world.

Kids from tough backgrounds aren’t ‘difficult’—they’re survivors.

And when given love, patience, and understanding, they transform.

Tonight, I walked away feeling a mix of emotions—sadness, admiration, but mostly, overwhelming pride. My son has been through so much, yet he remains so full of love.

To anyone working with children from hard places—be willing to sit on the floor, eat uncooked noodles, and just be there.

Because our kids did too.

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THIS BOY! A couple weeks ago, I was teary, Carson came in and asked what was wrong. I read him a Facebook post about a m...
10/30/2025

THIS BOY! A couple weeks ago, I was teary, Carson came in and asked what was wrong. I read him a Facebook post about a mother of a 16 yr old girl with special needs, looking for a date for her daughter to go to her school prom. He said, “Mom, I will do it!”.

And so he did! We went the day before her prom to decorate her room, and let Izzie meet Carson. Then, he accompanied her to prom, where she was crowned Dutchess. Afterwards, he sat in her room for over an hour and watched cartoons with her! SO TENDER, this boy!

Izzie is a darling girl, non-verbal, wheelchair bound, on a feeding tube and mostly uncommunicative. However, there were a few times when her eyes met Carson’s and she lit up like the 4th of July... and, well, so did he!

We are all far more alike than we will ever be different. In a world full of choices, choose kindness!

Just a story about a boy I am blessed to call “son!” He makes me want to be better, do better!

Credit: Trina Huff Preece

North Shore PST Constables Dana and Erin recently found themselves in a bit of a tricky situation while filling up their...
10/30/2025

North Shore PST Constables Dana and Erin recently found themselves in a bit of a tricky situation while filling up their vehicle at a local gas station. They heard a weird sound of something dragging on the ground from across the forecourt. While Erin indulged in some BP chicken bites, Dana went to check out the noise and discovered a hedgehog with its head stuck in a bubble tea cup.

Dana quickly switched gears from being a police officer to an animal rescuer and put on her gloves to gently remove the plastic cup from the hedgehog's head. Once the cup was off, she carefully picked up the little guy and placed him in a nearby bush.

Thanks to Dana's quick thinking and kindness, the hedgehog was able to continue its evening, and Erin finally enjoyed her chicken bites!

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My Mom Was Fine—Until She Wasn’tMy mom was 59 years old when she was diagnosed. She was healthy and full of life, until ...
10/30/2025

My Mom Was Fine—Until She Wasn’t
My mom was 59 years old when she was diagnosed. She was healthy and full of life, until suddenly, she wasn’t.
We were always together—going out to dinner with friends, swimming, and making the most of summer. Then, one day, she started feeling nauseous and throwing up. I had just gotten over the stomach flu, so I thought maybe I had passed it to her. But when she was still sick four days later, I told her she needed to see a doctor. That same day, she started having back pain. She thought she had pulled a muscle from vomiting.
The next day, she saw her doctor. He thought she had an ulcer—she was going through a stressful divorce at the time—so he gave her medicine for the nausea. But just to be sure, he sent her for blood tests.
Two days later, she got a call saying she needed to go to the hospital right away. Her lab results were off, and the doctors thought she had pancreatitis. Not long after, she called me, crying—the doctors told her she probably had cancer and would be admitted immediately.
After that, everything moved so fast.
A week later, she was in a wheelchair, unable to walk because the tumor on her spine was pressing on her nerves. Two weeks later, she had a stroke. While we were still in the hospital for that, we got her PET scan results. The cancer was everywhere—her stomach was full of tumors. The only organs untouched were her kidneys.
The lesions on her brain started to cause confusion. She had scary hallucinations. A week before she became unresponsive, she would whisper to me that a man in all black was always standing behind me. She would beg me to stay quiet so we wouldn’t upset him.
Then, she couldn’t respond at all.
Hospice came once a day, but my brother, my mom’s friend, and I took turns taking care of her until she took her last breath.
She went from a healthy, 150-pound woman to skin and bones in a matter of weeks.
From the day she was diagnosed to the day she passed, it was only 75 days.
It still chills me to my core. My mom was fine—then suddenly, she was gone. It was the worst thing I’ve ever been through. But I know it was 100 times worse for her.
Now, just over a year later, I still don’t know how to move past the grief.
This was my beautiful mom, just six months before her diagnosis. 💔

150 YEARS FROM NOW150 years from now, none of us reading this post today will be alive. 70 percent to 100 percent of eve...
10/30/2025

150 YEARS FROM NOW

150 years from now, none of us reading this post today will be alive. 70 percent to 100 percent of everything we are fighting over right now will be totally forgotten. Underline the word, TOTALLY.

If we go back memory lane to 150 years before us, that will be 1872, none of those that carried the world on their heads then are alive today. Almost all of us reading this will find it difficult to picture anybody's face of that era.

Pause for a while and imagine how some of them betrayed their relatives and sold them as slaves for a piece of mirror.

Some killed family members just for a piece of land or tubers of yam or cowries or for a pinch of salt. Where is the yam, cowries, mirror, or salt that they were using to brag? It may sound funny to us now, but that is how silly we humans are sometimes, especially when it comes to money, power or trying to be relevant!

Even when you claim the internet age will preserve your memory, take Michael Jackson as an example. Michael Jackson died in 2009, just 13 years ago. Imagine the influence Michael Jackson had all over the world when he was alive. How many young people of today remember him with awe, that is if they even know him? In 150 years to come, his name, when mentioned, will not ring any bell to a lot of people.

Let us take life easy, nobody will get out of this world alive... The land you are fighting and ready to kill for, somebody left that land, the person is dead, rotten, and forgotten. That will also be your fate. In 150 years to come, none of the vehicles or phones we are using today to brag will be relevant. Biko, take life easy!

Let love lead. Let's be genuinely happy for each other. No malice, no backbiting. No jealousy. No comparison. Life is not a competition. At the end of the day, we will all transit to the other side. It is just a question of who gets there first, but surely we will all go there someday.

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‘We live in a 4-bedroom home and this is us. Every night, every morning.’: Widower shares sweet way he supports grieving...
10/30/2025

‘We live in a 4-bedroom home and this is us. Every night, every morning.’: Widower shares sweet way he supports grieving kids

“We live in a 4 bedroom home.

And this is us.

Every night and every morning.

This is us.

I used to fight it.

I used to tell them that this wasn’t.

I’d tell them that they’d get better rest in their own beds.

To give it a chance.

That their beds are more comfortable than my floor.

It never worked.

No matter what I said.

Two Februarys ago, I spent each night on the floor, next to Rachel’s hospital bed.

People tried to tell me to go home.

To get some rest.

To give it a chance.

That my bed would be more comfortable than the floor.

It never worked.

No matter what they said.

It took me almost two years, but I get it now.

No one was going to convince me to leave her side.

No matter what anyone said, by her side is where I was going to be.

There was no place where I felt safer than on the floor, right next to her.

I don’t fight it anymore.

It’s been almost 2 years since they lost their mommy to cancer.

In that time it’s become pretty clear that by my side is where they are going to be.

And that to them, no place feels safer, than on the floor, right next to me.”

“This is heartbreaking. Four people proudly sitting in front of a dying bear as if it’s some kind of trophy—this isn’t a...
10/30/2025

“This is heartbreaking. Four people proudly sitting in front of a dying bear as if it’s some kind of trophy—this isn’t an achievement.

Hunting wild animals for sport doesn’t make you brave or accomplished. It destroys nature, upsets ecological balance, and takes the life of a creature that deserves to live freely in the wild.

Let the bears live, not pose with it as it dies.”





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They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, if that’s the case, this one says it all. After 50 years in the dair...
10/30/2025

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, if that’s the case, this one says it all. After 50 years in the dairy business, one of our valued customers, Coy Reese, said goodbye to his Jerseys this week. Coy, THANK YOU for dedicating your life to feed millions of people and for being a role model and leader in the farming community.
Most of the cows may be gone, but in his heart, he will always be “A FARMER”!!

A young guy from Texas moves to California and goes to a big departmentstore looking for a job.The manager says, "Do you...
10/29/2025

A young guy from Texas moves to California and goes to a big departmentstore looking for a job.
The manager says, "Do you have any sales experience?"
The kid says, "Yeah, I was a salesman back home in Texas."
Well, the boss liked the kid, so he gave him the job. "You start tomorrow.I'll come down after we close and see how you did."
His first day on the job was rough but he got through it. After thestore was locked up, the boss came down.
"How many sales did you make today?"
The kid says, "One."
The boss says, "Just one? Our sales people average 20 or 30 sales a day.How much was the sale for?"
Kid says, "$101,237.64."
Boss says, "$101,237.64? What did you sell him?"
Kid says, "First I sold him a small fish hook. Then I sold him a medium fish hook. Then I sold him a larger fish hook. Then I sold him a new fishing rod. Then I asked him where he was going fishing, and he said down at the coast, so I told him he was gonna need a boat, so we went down to the boat department, and I sold him that twin engine Chris Craft. Then he said he didn't think his Honda Civic would pull it, so I took him down to the automotive department and sold him that 4X4 Blazer."
The boss said, "A guy came in here to buy a fish hook and you sold him a boat and truck?"
Kid says, "No, he came in here to buy a box of tampons for his wife, and I said, 'Well, since your weekend's shot, you might as well go fishing.'"
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Terry Fox was an extraordinary young man who battled cancer and became a national hero by running 5,373 km across Canada...
10/29/2025

Terry Fox was an extraordinary young man who battled cancer and became a national hero by running 5,373 km across Canada in just 143 days before he passed away. His incredible journey, known as the Marathon of Hope, captured the hearts of an entire nation and inspired millions. 😊🏃‍♂️🇨🇦
His goal was simple yet powerful: to raise one Canadian dollar for every Canadian—at that time, 24 million people—and he succeeded by raising an astonishing $24.17 million in February 1981! 💪💰
A year after his passing, the Terry Fox Foundation was established. Today, it organizes amateur runs both in Canada and around the world, supporting the ongoing fight against cancer. Thanks to this enduring legacy, over 715 million Canadian dollars have been raised for cancer research in Terry's name, fueling breakthroughs and offering hope to countless individuals. 🌍🔬❤️
Terry’s life reminds us that even in the face of adversity, determination and hope can lead to remarkable change. His legacy continues to inspire and mobilize communities worldwide to come together for a cure.
Credits: Terry Fox Foundation

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