We spend our life pretending that we will live forever. Death is something that we assume is always years away. We know we are all going to die eventually, but we always ignore this fact. When a loved one dies, it hits us hard and we regret the many things that we wanted to do with them or for them. We regret not having spent quality time with them and not having been in touch with them frequently because we were “busy”. We remember the fight we had eons ago and wished we had apologized or didn’t make a big deal out of the conflict. We regret not expressing our love. Continue reading
Take a moment to go through the two descriptions below and think about what you read:
She carried herself well in a sleeveless, animal printed, cropped top paired with denim shorts. Her striking makeup looked great on her. The red streaks in her hair complimented her top. Her accessories were matched to be in fashion. As she walked in, she had an air of confidence. Her long strides were perfection. She could totally pull off being a model.
Across the hall, there was a woman dressed in a simple classy ball gown. Her elegant outfit was matched with beautiful pearl accessories. Her subtle makeup looked natural and enhanced her beauty. Her hairdo was in line with the overall graceful look. When she greeted her guests, her warm smile, and soft voice made her look like the perfect host.
What did you think of the two women described above? Continue reading
In today’s world, we are coerced, if not mandated, to be up-to-date with current events and trending topics. Being up-to-date in your areas of interests is good. Having to be up-to-date in everything else to be accepted by society is not so good. Continue reading
I like to spend my weekends reading. For me, weekends are meant for doing the things that we love but don’t get much time to do during the weekdays. There are few things I love as much as reading books. If there was a job that required me to read whatever book I wanted to and paid me enough to sustain myself, I would kill for that job.
On Fridays, when all the people around me chalk up plans to go out, I daydream about the book I’m going to pick up. Most people think this is odd. This post is about their reactions. If you are a fellow book lover, you will most likely relate to this.