Last year around this time I was moping around. I missed my best friend, reminisced about her and the good times we had. I thought about other good friends I had lost and all the ones we had left behind when we moved out of state.
I wanted to reach out to the city and the people. I was ready for a girl’s night out, or just some female companionship. I wanted to meet people other than neighbors and people we work for -or with. Continue reading
They all greeted my Grandmother nicely, paid respect to her and connected through her with a friend, who wasn’t there anymore. I sat quietly beside her and listened to the stories these men had to tell. Continue reading
Sometimes, we get rewarded with an extraordinary piece and the following post is one of them. Tony and Tetiana at UNBOLD ME never disappoint -they are both exceptionally talented people. The following is the beginning of a beautiful story. I too believe in people, that’s why I couldn’t resist and had to share it with all of my readers. Continue reading
I own an invisible poke stick; it gives me the power to hit a special nerve in people whenever I chose to do so. I have the ability to piss people off with just one remark or a short sentence. It’s a gift or a curse -depends on how you look at it. Continue reading
I cannot cook just for the two us. I tried -it does not work. There is this little voice in me that misguides me each and every time. The common sense, I so hope I might have, flies out of the window as soon as I step into my kitchen.