humanity
Humanity begins at home.
For My Tío
One thing about my tío, he was too funny. Was. I hate the past tense so much. To commemorate his life, I'd like to share one of my favorite memories of him with you all.
Angel AdagioPublished 4 months ago in Families"Discovering the Majesty: 10 Most Beautiful Places in America's Nature"
Table of Contents: Introduction 1.1 Importance of Nature Exploration 1.2 Overview of America's Natural Beauty Grand Canyon National Park 2.1 Geological Wonders 2.2 Breathtaking Views 2.3 Outdoor Activities
Skr travel and insurance dealsPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesThe Hidden Treasure of Wisdom
Once upon a time in a small village nestled between rolling hills, there lived a curious boy named Lucas. Lucas was known for his insatiable thirst for knowledge and his love for adventure. His greatest desire was to uncover the secrets of an ancient legend whispered among the elders of the village.
Madukwe uche JenniferPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesTitle:the end of the night
The moon hung in the night sky, its brilliance casting an ethereal glow that illuminated a world shrouded in darkness. It was a night where secrets thrived, and I knew where you might be—where the inhabitants drew the blinds, shutting out the outside world, and where the midnight oil burned incessantly, pushing the boundaries of time until the first light of dawn.
hassen fraihPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesI Got Punched in the Face with a Clementine
All I wanted was my seventeenth apple of the day. It wasn't a big ask. "Apple!" I demanded, pointing to the top of the fridge.
Sirena Carroll - The Blind Single MomPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesUnmasking the Poison Behind the Laughter
In the picturesque landscapes of Kerala, where the backwaters gently weave through emerald-green paddy fields and coconut palms sway in the warm breeze, there existed a tale that defied the tranquility of this southern Indian state. At the heart of this story was Jolly Joseph, a woman whose charming smile masked a chilling secret that would rock the foundations of her tight-knit community.
Holy Family — Union Archetype
*From the Peace, Please! Essay Collection Before we continue with this “humanity non-sense,” this Holiday season, I invite you to find and build Peace by opening your hearts to Jesus Christ and the Holy Family from a Human perspective, so that believers and non-believers get a unified message of Faith and Peace. We can embrace and reflect on their loving-kind journey as a family and as individuals. A life of Faith, Compassion, and Love blessed and rewarded by the Mercy and Power of God.
I Can't Let January Go By
Darlene, my oldest cousin, was born on January 1, 1944. Being a decade older than myself, she always seemed smarter and wiser than me. She tolerated me about half the time, another fourth of the time she truly spent caring for me in her own special ways, and the last fourth of time spent in her presence, she could be downright mean and nasty. I was the oldest of my own siblings, so having her in my life seemed to teach me some of her bully traits, so that I could pass them over to my younger brother and sister when necessary. But it also taught me not to be quite as harsh in the unleashing.
Shirley BelkPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesWe're Not So Different: Blind? Sighted? Parents.
As I carry my daughter's laundry toward the stairs, I press my face into one of her shirts, breathing in her clean, unique scent. I find myself wishing I could carry a tactile reminder of it with me always. As of January 2022, when I write this entry, I am facing a departure in approximately three weeks; German law mandates my return to the States for several months before I can visit again.
Sirena Carroll - The Blind Single MomPublished 4 months ago in Families"Echoes of Destiny: The Secret Guardians"
In the quiet town of Arcadia, nestled among rolling hills and whispering forests, lived a seemingly ordinary teenager named Ethan. With tousled auburn hair and eyes that sparkled like emeralds, Ethan moved through life unnoticed, hidden in the shadow of anonymity. Yet, unknown to the world, he possessed extraordinary powers that shimmered beneath his unassuming facade.
Mustafa AliPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesReflections: Farewell, 2023
2023 saw much change and much remaining static in my life. A moment, please, while I lovingly expound on 2023 for my babies.
Sirena Carroll - The Blind Single MomPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesDigital love in 2024
In the heart of a bustling megalopolis, where towers touched the shadows and the megacity lights painted the night sky, lived two thick musketeers, Alex and Maya. Their bond was forged in the gauntlet of nonage, where horselaugh and participated secrets were the foundation of their fellowship. As they grew aged, life's trip led them down different paths, but the thread of their connection remained unbroken. One day, Maya entered an assignation to a prestigious university abroad. Excitement and unease danced in her eyes as she participated the news with Alex. The prospect of studying in a foreign land, pursuing her dreams, and embracing new adventures consumed her studies. Alex, though overjoyed for his friend, could not help but feel a pain of sadness. The imminent distance hovered to strain the bonds of their fellowship. As Maya embarked on her academic trip, the formerly thick brace set up themselves navigating life through defenses and pixels. Text dispatches, emails, and occasional videotape calls came the lifelines that held their fellowship complete. While technology bridged the gap, it also created a digital buffer that adulterated the warmth of their connection. exchanges came brief updates, and emojis replaced the nuances of facial expressions. One day, as Alex scrolled through his social media feed, he stumbled upon Maya's Instagram post. The vibrant images of graphic geographies and smiling faces told the story of her instigative adventures. The consummation hit him — he was watching his friend's life unfold through a digital window, a curated interpretation that slightly scratched the face of her gests . Determined to revitalize the depth of their fellowship, Alex decided to surprise Maya with a visit. Ignoring the digital pathways that had come the norm, he reserved a flight and arrived unannounced at her doorstep. The joy that lit up Maya's face as she opened the door was worth every afar traveled. For the coming many days, they explored the megacity together, creating new recollections that surpassed any virtual commerce. In the gloamings, as they sat on the deck overlooking the megacity lights, Alex expressed his enterprises about the changing nature of their fellowship." Maya, I miss the real exchanges we used to have, the undressed moments that technology seems to adulterate. It's not the same seeing your life through a screen," he confessed. Maya jounced in understanding, realizing the verity in his words. The digital age had woven a web around their fellowship, but it was time to break free from its constraints. They decided to make a conscious trouble to balance the virtual and the real, understanding that while technology connected them, it could not replace the authenticity of face- to- face relations. As the days passed, they discovered the beauty of incorporating the stylish of both worlds. They continued to stay connected digitally, participating particles of their lives, but they also made a commitment to nurture their fellowship in person. Whether it was a robotic visit or planned reunions, they honored the value of physical presence in an period dominated by defenses. The assignment learned was profound — in the digital age, where gemütlichkeit frequently live in the deciduous realm of social media, the substance of true fellowship lies in the palpable moments participated beyond the confines of defenses. Alex and Maya realized that fellowship needed further than just likes and comments; it demanded the uproariousness of participated gests , the warmth of genuine horselaugh, and the comfort of knowing that someone is there, not just in the virtual world, but in the real bone.
Osama arabi AmmarPublished 4 months ago in Families