Levi Wright the young son of rodeo star Spencer Wright, has tragically passed away.

The three-year-old succumbed to a traumatic brain injury sustained from a near-drowning incident on May 21.

Levi was driving a tractor toy and fell into a river. He was rushed to the Salt Lake City hospital where he was hospitalized. Local law enforcement located Levi unconscious around a mile downstream.

Levi was initially declared brain dead and was not expected to survive, but he still showed signs of improvement.

“LEVI WOKE UP! I am shook, we don’t know much but the doctor said it was okay for me to get excited about that and I AM! My baby is so tough!” his mother Kallie Wright posted on Facebook.

Sadly, the results of the MRI done the following day “weren’t good.”

“We’re shattered but it is just images that suggest a certain quality of life. Our real teller of all will be what Levi does over the course of a few days,” Kallie shared.

His fight continued as family and friends prayed for his recovery.

Unfortunately, the family was forced to make a heartbreaking decision.

“After several sleepless nights, lots of research, multiple conversations with the world’s best neurologists & millions of prayers we are here in the face of our biggest fear,” she wrote. “Levi showed us just enough to buy us time for all of this. We prayed those things were him defying odds & proving to us that he wanted to stay here but we see now he wanted to give us time to find peace with letting him go.”

Following a number of scans and tests, as well as consultations with the medical personnel, the family decided to take Levi off life support.

The news of Levi’s tragic passing was confirmed by Mindy Sue Clark, a friend of the family.

“I cannot even begin to explain how hard the last two weeks have been. From the moment my phone rang the night of his accident, to last night receiving the message that he had to go. I don’t want to focus on the bad or sad, even though it feels like someone ripped my heart out and squeezed it right in front of me. I want to focus on the many miracles we all got to bear witness to in those 12 days.

“The most perfect three year old there ever was. So perfect we didn’t get to keep him. This baby boy moved mountains the last 12 days. He brought so many people together. In a world so dark, we got to see light at the hands of a child. He’s everything his mom and dad could’ve wanted him to be.”

We are so very sorry for this devastating loss. Rest in peace, Levi.

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  I thought my big business trip to LA was going to be just another day until a mysterious request from the pilot left me questioning everything I knew about my past.

The truth he shared would alter my future in ways I never imagined.My flight to Los Angeles was supposed to be a smooth one, but what happened during that two-hour journey changed my life forever.

But before I tell you about it, let me share why I had to reach LA that day.So, I work as an architect at a well-known construction firm, and this is my dream job. Let me tell you, it wasn’t good luck that brought me here.

It was my hard work and all those sleepless nights I spent in college upgrading my skills and learning new concepts.

Recently, my boss gave me an opportunity to present a big project to some of our top investors in Los Angeles.It was a HUGE thing because it could lead to a long-awaited promotion, so I happily accepted the opportunity. 

Honestly, I felt so grateful for it because it was also a chance to make my mom, Melissa, proud. She’s my best friend, and that’s mainly because she has raised me as a single parent.

She told me my father passed away before I was born, but she never stopped me from chasing my dreams. Mom’s always been there to support me, and I love her for that.

So, when I told her about the meeting in LA, she hugged me and said, “Go get ’em, sweetie! I’ll be praying for you.” The time flew by at the airport, and soon I found myself comfortably seated on the plane, ready to take off. The flight attendants were all so welcoming,

and I lucked out with an emptyseat next to me!As the plane began to ascend, I couldn’t help but feel excited. I was well-prepared for my presentation, hoping the investors would like it.

A few minutes into the flight, a friendly-looking flight attendant named Bethany approached me with a tray of drinks. “Can I get you something to sip on?” she asked with a smile. “Just orange juice, please,” I replied, raising my hand to accept the glass.

As I did, Bethany glanced down at the birthmark on my wrist. “I’m sorry, could I have your passport, please?” she asked suddenly.Well, that’s strange, I thought. Confused but not wanting to argue, I handed it over. Bethany looked it over carefully before returning it with a nod. “Just a standard protocol check. Thank you!” 

Sounds cool. A short while later, Bethany returned to my seat. “Excuse me, will you be in a rush after we land?” she asked. “Yeah, I’ve got a connecting flight to catch and I’m already running late,” I explained as I subconsciously clasped my hands together.”Well, the pilot wants to speak with you after we land.” “The pilot?” I asked. “Why? Can’t he just talk to me now?” “I’m afraid not,” Bethany replied in a serious tone. “He wants to talk to you in person.

I know you’re in a hurry, but trust me, you’ll want to hear this. You’ll regret it if you don’t.”What on earth could the pilot possibly need to tell me? And why did it have to wait until after we landed? My big meeting was hanging in the balance, and I didn’t want to risk missing my connection.

But Bethany’s insistence made me feel like this was something important.As the plane touched down and the other passengers began filing out, I steeled myself and waited patiently for the pilot to approach.

When the cabin was finally empty, a tall man with graying hair entered, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. At that point, I literally dropped my bag and jacket. My jaw just about hit the floor because I could’ve sworn I had seen this man before.

I instantly recognized him from old photos my mom had shown me. This was Steve, her childhood friend. But the man didn’t look happy to see me.In fact, tears were streaming down his face as he threw his arms around me in a tight embrace.

I stood there, completely bewildered, as he sobbed into my shoulder. “What’s going on?” I asked in a shaky voice. “What happened?” He pulled away, gazing at me with red-rimmed eyes. Then, he gently took my hand and revealed a birthmark on his wrist.

It was an exact match to the one on mine. “Courtney,” he choked out, “I’m your father.””Wait, what?” I looked at him with eyes wide open. “My father? But Mom said…” Why did Mom lie to me? I thought. Why didn’t she ever tell me that Steve was my father?”I don’t know what Melissa told you, Courtney, but this is the truth,” Steve continued. “She suddenly disappeared from my life when I was about to attend aviation school.”She didn’t even tell me she was pregnant… I… I got to know through a friend but it was years after you were born.” At that point, all I wanted to do was confront Mom. I wanted to find out why she left Steve.

I wanted to know why she hid everything from me. I immediately pulled out my phone and called her.”Mom, why didn’t you ever tell me about Steve?” I demanded as soon as she answered.

I had her on speakerphone so Steve could hear. “Why did you keep this from me?” “Steve? What do you mean, sweetie?” she asked, still trying to hide the truth from me. “Mom, please stop!” I rolled my eyes. “I just met Steve on the airplane. He’s here with me.

Now please tell me everything. I need answers. He needs answers!”After a few seconds of silence, Mom finally spoke. Her voice was thick with emotion as she began to explain. “Oh, Courtney, I’m so sorry,” she cried. “When we were young, Steve wanted to go to aviation school and become a pilot.

But then I got pregnant with you… and… and I knew that if he found out, he would give up his dreams to be with us…””I couldn’t let him do that,” she continued after a pause. “So, I left without telling him.

I thought it was the right thing to do at the time, but I can see now how much it’s hurt all of us.” Steve’s face crumpled as he listened. “Melissa,” he choked out, “I… I loved you so much. I would have done anything for you and our child… Why didn’t you trust me?””Steve? Oh my…” Mom gasped. “I… I thought I was protecting you. I was scared. I’m sorry, Steve.

I’m so, so sorry.” I felt like my head was spinning. All these years, my mom had lied to me about my father’s fate, and now here he was, a complete stranger, pouring his heart out to both of us.

I couldn’t process it all. “Mom, this is… this is a lot to take in,” I stammered. “I’m already late for the big meeting with the investors… I don’t know how I’ll get to LA now.”Steve’s eyes widened as I mentioned the investors. “You’re going to LA? What’s the meeting about?”I quickly explained the details to Steve.

I told him how I was supposed to present a major project to secure a big promotion at work. I saw his expression shift as I told him everything about the company and the investors. “Well then, we can’t let you miss that meeting,” he declared, “because I know those investors very well, Courtney.””What? How?” I asked. “I used to fly their private jet a few years ago, and they were very kind to me,” Steve revealed as he slid out his phone. “Let me make a few calls, and I’ll get you in front of them today.” True to his word, he sprang into action, making a series of hushed phone calls. Within an hour, I found myself being ushered into a swanky conference room.

I couldn’t believe it.The best part was that the meeting went better than I could have imagined. The investors were impressed and agreed to fund my project idea.

Besides that, I got a call from my boss and he offered me the promotion I had been hoping for. I was super happy! As I walked out of the room, I saw Steve waiting for me with open arms. “You did it!” he exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. “I’m so proud of you, Courtney.”I felt a lump in my throat as I hugged him back.

This man, whom I had never known, was now an integral part of my life, and somehow, it felt right. All those years of feeling like something was missing had led me to this moment, and I couldn’t help but wonder what else the future had in store. The next week, Steve visited our house to meet Mom.

It was an emotional reunion, filled with tears, laughter, and a sense of wholeness that had been missing for so long. That day, I understood what it felt like to have a complete family. As I lay in bed that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about the incredible turn of events.

Who would have thought that a routine flight to LA would lead to the discovery of my long-lost father? It was the kind of plot twist you only see in the movies. But here I was, living it.

And while it was overwhelming, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude and excitement for what the future might hold

  

My husband mocked me for buying a little enameled egg at the flea market, but he was in for a big surprise.

First off, I have to tell you I’m a flea market junkie. I can’t help it, I just love the idea of browsing through the flotsam and jetsom of a hundred lives, and among the discarded trash find a lost treasure.

It all started when I was just eleven and would spend the summers with my grandmother in New England. On the weekends she and I would haunt every flea market or street fair for a hundred miles around, looking for ‘preloved jewels,’ which is what she called her finds.

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Let me tell you that even today as a mother and grandmother nothing gets my heart pumping like scrounging through a tray of bits and pieces and finding a glint of something that tells me I’ve struck gold.

My husband doesn’t understand it at all. Sam is a lovely man, sweet, hardworking, but my need to find treasure in the trash is something he just doesn’t understand.

It’s the one thing we clash over, my bringing home ‘preloved jewels,’ or as he calls them, hoarder junk. I suppose it would be easier for me to just give up my little hobby, but I honestly don’t want to

Nothing gives me as much pleasure as heading for a flea market on the weekend with $20 in my pocket determined to find a Van Goh for 50 cents. So no matter how much Sam rails at me for wasting money and hoarding junk, I won’t give it up.

Not that he has complained about it lately, in fact, this weekend he’s asked if he can come along with me, so let me tell you how this miracle came about

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About a month ago I headed off to a nearby town for its street fair on a Saturday morning. I was tingling with anticipation, and my bargain-hound senses led me to a modest display where a man was selling knickknacks.

There, among the porcelain cups and bisque shepherdesses was a little porcelain and enamel egg, about the size of a real egg. I admit it wasn’t a particularly pretty or unusual piece, but I wanted it.

“How much for the egg?” I asked the man. He sussed me out with beady eyes. I could feel him taking in my sensible clothes, my handbag, and wondering how much I’d pay.

“Just $25, lady, and let me tell you it’s a bargain!” he said. I know how the game is played so I gasped in horror and shook my head.

“$25 for a bargain-basement china egg?” I asked, “I’ll give you $5.”

One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

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“FIVE DOLLARS!” It was the man’s turn to gasp. “For this piece of history? For this tiny treasure? Lady this is French porcelain.”

“Right!” I shook my head, “So if I turn it over I won’t see ‘made in China’ stamped on the bottom?”

The man hesitated, which told me he wasn’t sure, so I pressed my advantage. “I tell you what, I’ll take it, without touching it, for $10.”

The man grumbled a bit under his breath but he wrapped up the egg in a bit of newspaper and took my ten dollars. I was delighted! I had a feeling about the egg! I browsed the rest of the fair but my heart wasn’t in it. I had my treasure so I headed home.

I walked in smiling and gave Sam a kiss. He was sitting on the sofa reading his newspaper. “Hey hun,” he said, “Found any trash?”

“Hey! Yes, as a matter of fact…” I fished the wrapped egg out of my handbag and carefully unveiled it.

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Sam eyed it skeptically. “That’s it? That’s what you found?”

“Yes!” I cried, “isn’t it pretty?”

“What’s it for?” he asked turning the egg over in his hands.

“I think it was a jewelry box,” I replied, “Do you see the little metal latch and the hinges?” I took the egg and tried to open it.

“I think it’s rusted shut,” Sam said, and then he turned the egg over. “No wonder, look! Made in Hong Kong! How much did you pay for it?”

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I felt myself blushing and retrieved the egg. “Ten dollars,” I admitted defensively, “But the man wanted $25.”

Sam laughed at me scornfully. “You were taken for a ride, AGAIN!”

I felt tears come into my eyes. “Well, I like it!” I shook the little egg and heard something shift inside. “There’s something inside!”

Sam sneered: “Oh I’m sure it’s a diamond,” he mocked me, and he took the egg from my hand. With a deft twist of his powerful fingers, he pried the egg open. Nestled inside was a tiny bundle of red silk.

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I took out the little bundle and carefully unwrapped it. Glittering in the folds of the red silk was a pair of earrings. They were exquisite! Of course, they were faux, I thought, but beautiful copies.

Sam took one of the earrings and looked at it closely. The clear center stone was surrounded by a halo of green gems, and Sam breathed on it. He looked at the earing and he gasped.

“Jen,” he said, “I think these are real!”

“What?” I asked, “What do you mean?”

“I saw this documentary about diamonds a while back, and they said a real diamond won’t fog up with your breath. Look!” and he breathed on the big clear stone again.

I peered at it. No fog. I looked at Sam, then shook my head. “Hun look at the size of those stones. They’d be worth millions! They’re just good fakes.”

But Sam was excited. “Let’s go to that jeweler at the mall, ask him to appraise them.”

“Sam,” I told him, “He’ll charge us for that!”

But Sam didn’t care, so we drove down to the mall and waited with bated breath while the man muttered over the earings and tested them. “These are diamonds, all right,” he said, “And 18-carat white gold.

These look to me to be emeralds. Old cut, all of it. These earrings are probably Art Deco, from the style and the workmanship. You’re probably looking at about three hundred, depending on the quality of the stones it could be more.”

“Three hundred dollars?” Sam asked.

“Three hundred thousand, minimum,” the jeweler replied. I felt the ground sway under my feet and had to clutch at Sam for support. I’d found a REAL treasure!

As it turned out, the jeweler was wrong. The earrings sold for three million dollars at auction. The result is that we now have a lovely little next egg in the bank, and the porcelain egg has pride of place on the mantel of our new house.

As for Sam, he is now an avid antique hound, and he accompanies me to every single flea market and antique fair. We haven’t found that Van Gogh yet, but we have hope!

What can we learn from this story?

One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Jen believed she’d find a ‘preloved jewel’ and she finally did, literally.

Respect other people’s interests. Sam mocked Jen’s passion for flea markets, but she ended up finding a $3 million pair of earrings.

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 No matter how much we’d like to believe our kids are perfect, the stark truth is that none of them are.

Now, I’m not suggesting the majority of parents aren’t doing their jobs – far from it – merely that childhood is a steep learning curve, one in which virtually all participants will make mistakes they’ll look back on and regret.

Perhaps what matters most when such things occur isn’t what has actually happened but rather how said child learns from it and moves on.

It’s precisely for this reason that we introduce the concept of punishment early: a kid does something wrong and they’re forced to suffer the consequences of said act. It’s teaches them a simple lesson and, hopefully*, they don’t do that same thing again.

Of course, punishments can vary in degrees, ranging from a metaphorical slap on the wrist to methods that the offending child won’t likely forget.

In any case, one dad’s choice for his daughter certainly sits in the latter of those two categories. She was caught making fun of another student at school who had lost all of her hair to chemotherapy. When her dad found out, it’s safe to say he wasn’t impressed.

He decided to take steps to ensure she never did it again. He shaved her head bald, so that she’d know what it felt like to be in her victim’s shoes.

Needless to say, his method of rebuke has drawn plenty of criticism online, but he isn’t phased by any of it. On the contrary, he told CafeMom that he thinks it was a perfectly acceptable reaction.

He also told CafeMom that his daughter is dating the other girl’s ex-boyfriend, which contributed to the drama that played out.

“They were having an argument in class about stupid teenage gossip regarding my daughter’s boyfriend. At some point the other girl mentioned how my daughter’s boyfriend was just using her for sex (this was actually a big shock to me as I had no idea she was sexually active) and called my daughter a slut.

  Howie Mandel, who is known for being honest and having high standards, was speechless and couldn’t believe what he saw. It was one of the most amazing acts he has ever seen as a judge. The singer’s beautiful voice filled the hall and captivated everyone there, which is what made him respond.

The singer gave an absolutely amazing show. There was a silence in the room as she walked out on stage, and when she started to sing, everyone fell asleep. Everyone in the room felt moved by her voice, which seemed to float on air. It was pure and full of emotion. It was clear that Howie Mandel, who is known for giving honest and sometimes tough criticism, was shocked. He frantically pressed the Golden Buzzer, which was a clear sign that he thought the artist was very talented. Everyone in the hall cheered and shed tears as they watched the singer’s mesmerizing show. People will remember that moment as one of the best of the season because it showed a talent that goes beyond words and has an effect that lasts. People all over the world can’t wait to see where the performer’s beautiful singing takes her next.