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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Post 72.

My baby boy is growing up to be strong and caring.
I remember, when I was pregnant with him, I met two teenage boys.
I was affected by their presence in the room.
I thought: if I can ever have THAT around…

That moment is now. And I’m blessed.

Post 71.

My eldest son shared a song with me. Oh, sweet youth. He is almost a young man. Independent and sensitive.
I feel blessed.

I was dancing from the inside, over and over again.
I loved dancing when I was young, this just gave me a trip back in time.

Funny, very much a girl-song.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Post 70.

It is the least, or the most to wish for being rejected for your own mistakes. Not for what someone else has told about you. Things that are not true, biased, or otherwise invalid. You hope that people close to you form their own opinions and are open about it.

You can be completely unprepared for your assumptions, your understanding of a situation, of a relationship, not matching the reality of another person.

But there are no guarantees.
Anyway, do not assume.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Post 69.

Do you know the feeling, when your heart bursts out with love? Just being in the right moment, or seeing the right colour, hearing the right sound?
Do you recognize the situation, when you can’t share it with anyone? When you don’t even have to?
Just keep it to yourself.

Try to be a little more at ease. A bit more accepting.
Let the silence surround you, listen to yourself.

Friday, November 3, 2017

Post 68.

You are right because you’re in power.
You’re in power because you are right.

And I object. With every fibre, with every cell; I object.