Another new day.
A brand new day.
People are back to their activities. Kids in school, adults at work. We’re doing our task like nothing happened. Not because we don’t care of what happened yesterday.
We do care. A lot.
We just want them, terrorists to see that what ever they did yesterday, didn’t break us. We’re stand still, hand in hand, doing our best to help and take care each other.
We want them to see, that our smile is bigger and wider than our fear.
Berbagi cerita-cerita kehidupan
Menjadi pembelajar sepanjang hayat
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Creating a Life Worth Living
One panda's adventures in knitting (and other crafty pursuits)
Let the Words Changes Your World
This site is dedicated to the living memory of John Helstowski, who left for a heavenly abode on Tuesday, 19th April, 2016.
Adventures of a Mid-Century Girl
Kids - I`m like the old woman who lived in a shoe - Crumbs, my house is full of them - Crackers, Im slowly going
a beginning, a middle, and an end…but not necessarily in that order
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
Occasionally focused, invariably opinionated, sometimes inspired
Beauty, lifestyle & everything in between
An Offbeat View by a Bluestocking
Working on my soul through writing
Encouragement To: Live by Truth. Love Like Jesus. Serve People
one word at a time.
The Quest for a Meaningful Life
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