“One day, my little brother announced that Roger wouldn’t be around anymore, since he shot and killed himself and his whole family.”
Some call it beautiful; mother nature at its purest. The truth is, it’s messy.
“I saw our dog that had long been dead go to where his food bowl used to be to eat.”
“My mom was the first one in her family of seven to get a college degree and I’m extremely proud of her for that.”
Life is not all about you.
A Swedish study about mental illness tells us a lot about humans.
I’ll bring my baby to bookstores
so she learns at a young age
the value of the written word,
the value of its power.
You celebrate the little things every single day.
Have you ever spent time overanalyzing a certain social or romantic situation longer than you should have and eventually questioned your sanity, or is this the norm for you?
If you think the way to gain a child’s respect is to hit them, then you need to do some serious soul-searching.