Sometimes the most difficult part of any journey is believing that you're worthy of the destination. The one where you see that goal, that dream or what it is that you have always longed for. You are brave enough to face the challenges and strong enough to see it through the end. Never be afraid to take that first step. With each new step, bringing you closer to it. Believe it! You can do it.
If she loves you, if she really loves you, you’ll know it. If you can wake up to her staring at you and it’s not even mildly creepy, if you catch her smelling the shoulder of the hooded sweatshirt you lent her for an autumn walk at the beach, and not for B.O., if she makes you a pancake in the shape of a heart, if she calls you drunkenly at four in the morning “to talk,” if she laughs at your jokes when they’re funny and makes fun of you when they’re not, if she keeps her fridge stocked... Read more »
You meet them. You'll start talking with them. You'll get closer to them. You'll think they are your besties. Everything will be fine for some days. You are happy. They find some other else. They starts talking about the new one. They reduces the time spending with you. They'll start ignoring you. They'll stop talking to you. You'll stop talking to them. They starts avoiding you. You pretend like avoiding them. You are trying to talk with them like hell. They don't know coz they got somebody else to talk with. You are crying inside. They don't know coz they... Read more »
Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let... Read more »
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are... Read more »