family

Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.

The Stranger Who Knew My Name Before I Spoke
It was an ordinary Tuesday morning — the kind where the world moves half-awake, faces buried in phones, coffee cups in shaking hands. I boarded the 8:12 train like always, found my seat by the window, and prepared for another silent ride to work.
By Malaika Pioletabout a year ago in Humans
The Heart That Still Cares
In today’s fast-moving world, where people chase success more than peace, kindness often feels like an old, forgotten language. We scroll, rush, compete, and compare but we rarely pause to truly feel. Yet, among all the noise, there still exist hearts that care hearts that choose compassion over convenience. This blog is about one such heart, and the quiet power of caring when others stop.
By Zahid aliabout a year ago in Humans
A Unique Free Cleaning Service
Disclaimer, I want to be clear, I am just giving my honest opinion about these individuals who take the time to clean the houses of people suffering from both a mental disability and a physical disability. With that said, here is my blog.
By stephanie borgesabout a year ago in Humans
the new old me
At time of writing , I retire early tommorow. My head isnt sure as I like my job and the people I work with. My body is counting down the minutes w, while screaming in pain to sit up straight while typing.
By ASHLEY SMITHabout a year ago in Humans
The Fear of Death Is Why You’re Living a Lie
Most people aren’t afraid of death. Not really. What they’re afraid of is dying alone. Unseen. Unloved. Afraid that when life finally comes crashing down — and it always does — no one will show up.
By Randolphe Tanoguemabout a year ago in Humans
Gaza Teenagers Become Influencers Creating Online Diaries To Survive
While teenage influencers from around the world post videos and reels of themselves opening gifts, girls in Gaza reveal a different reality. By revealing their actions, “The diary gives them significance and self-worth, and, to a certain degree, the ability to cope with their emotions.”
By Anne Sewellabout a year ago in Humans
I Want to Know – The Endless Call of Knowledge
“I want to know.” Three simple words, yet behind them lies one of the most powerful forces that has shaped human history. It is the desire that pulled us out of caves, that led us to discover fire, to write, to build cities, to explore the skies, and to dive into the depths of the universe. Knowledge is not just a need—it is a form of freedom.
By Nyku Blonduabout a year ago in Humans
When I Stopped Chasing Peace Found Me. AI-Generated.
There comes a moment in everyone’s life when the endless running, proving, and pleasing starts to feel heavy too heavy to carry anymore.
By Zahid aliabout a year ago in Humans
Retro Tech 100
Retro Tech 100 The Sound Era: 10 Devices That Changed How We Heard the World. Before streaming became invisible, music was something you touched. It had texture, temperature, and ritual. You flipped switches, pressed clunky buttons, wound tape with a pencil, and carried sound like a secret. Every beat took effort; every song, a bit of patience.
By Sayed Zewayedabout a year ago in Humans
In My Own Company I Found Myself. AI-Generated.
There was a time when silence frightened me. I used to think that being alone meant something was missing that I wasn’t enough, that my life wasn’t full. I kept surrounding myself with people, noise, and distractions, trying to escape that quiet space where my own thoughts echoed too loudly. But one day, life forced me to stop running.
By Zahid aliabout a year ago in Humans
My Past, My Present. AI-Generated.
There are moments in life when silence speaks louder than words when the heart, weighed down by memories, asks, “What if I could start again?” I often find myself there, standing between my past and my future, wondering how one defines the other.
By Zahid aliabout a year ago in Humans
My Past Vs My Future. AI-Generated.
As I sit quietly by the window, watching the golden rays of the morning sun spill across the streets, my mind drifts back to the days that shaped me—the days I often call my past. My past was a strange mix of innocence and confusion, of dreams that sometimes felt too big for my small world and challenges that seemed too heavy for my young shoulders. I remember the countless moments of doubt, when I wondered if I would ever find my true path or if life would simply carry me along like a leaf in the wind.
By Zahid aliabout a year ago in Humans