friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
I Didn't Ever Cry for Attention
So, I've been told a couple of times that people think I cry because I want attention from everyone who breathes. That's honestly the funniest assumption I've heard about me, and I've been called a lot of things ranging from your average "bitch" behind my back to people calling me a bomb-carrying "terrorist" to my face. And I may be a bitch (I'm not a terrorist), but I don't cry for attention.
By Bushra Shahriar7 years ago in Humans
Success Is the Very Best Weapon!
If you were to ask somebody for the meaning of success, they would probably define it in terms of money, status, or anything else. According to Wikipedia, it may refer to "attainment of higher social status, achievement of a goal, for example, academic achievement or the opposite of failure." All are correct. No argument from me, but I wish to add one more. It is the refusal to abandon one's personal goal no matter how much another person tries to keep you from reaching your goal. Once you can stick to your goal, despite the negativity, you can achieve success by all definitions.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
It's in the Journey, Not the Destination
This is me, on one of the happiest days of my life. Actually, my happiest day in about three years. I was with one of my favorite humans, about an hour north of Steamboat Springs, CO standing on a mountain just before sunset. He took this picture. In this moment, that he caught so authentically, I was barely wearing any makeup, and I felt like the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing creature on the planet. I felt real. I felt seen.See this friend, he's not just any friend. He's the friend that after my divorce a year ago, I heard a song and thought of him. He's the friend that after I sent him that song, wrote back and became my friend again, even though we hadn't spoken in years. He's the friend that speaks my language of crazy and travel and joy, the exact same way. As he says, "Our souls mirror each other." So this moment, it was a big moment. Big feels. Real feels. And I was high. Cuz, you know—Colorado.
By Heather Clarke7 years ago in Humans
The Big Sister I've Always Wanted!!
I am a huge advocate of the computer. I practically live with it. I can never do without it. My life is pretty much geared around it. Obviously, this article was written with it. During the course of its use, I may need to use the internet from time to time. When you come across something interesting, you would bookmark it so that you can go right back to the exact page you wanted. You might change the page in some way, but you can always return to it at any time in the future anytime you want.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
Memories in the Needles
For Karen, knitting isn’t just a hobby; you can see the connections and relationships to people in her life in the patterns of colors she creates. When I wear my gray knitted hat by her, I am reminded of kindness and generosity. When her co-worker adorns her summer tank top, she thinks of friendship and creativity. When Karen’s niece picks out her accessories to prepare for the cold Michigan winters, she feels it necessary to warn people, “I am particular because my aunt and grandma are knitters.” The way she says “knitters” is with a capital “K”.
By Kristy Loxton7 years ago in Humans
Your Birthday Isn't Important
I have a poor relationship with my birthday. It doesn’t mean a thing to me; it never did. No one ever really cared for mine, apart from my family, of course. No one went out of their way to make sure I was remembered. And I didn’t like telling anyone because to me, surely, if I was important to any extent, I and my birthday would be remembered without question. I get it, people forget things, but my mum made a list of all my old primary school “friends” (it’s complicated) and their birthdays so we made sure I didn’t forget them. But everybody else was apparently remembered and celebrated by their friends, so why not me?
By Bushra Shahriar7 years ago in Humans
Found
It was a beautiful August day with the sun shining brightly down on my face with a slight breeze. I could see the flowers bloom in front of my eyes as the butterflies were resting their tired wings upon the delicate flower petals. The birds were chirping a lovely song as they serenaded one another. That is when I first saw her, sitting outside alone, smoking a cigarette, and using her laptop computer. She seemed to be deep in thought, typing away as if it were a marathon. I noticed she was older than your average college student, her short red curly hair framing her freckled face, and her glasses that seemed to suit her. I did not pay her any mind; I was hungry; food was my only concern at the time. A few days had passed and there she was again, sitting in the same spot, still typing away on her laptop. I went into the cafeteria, and when I came out with my tray a fellow-class mate was sitting with her. I stopped and sat down.
By sandra gunderson7 years ago in Humans
Brick By Boring Brick
It's all about having your head in the cloud; don't think this is your fault, that I can’t sleep because I’m trying to rescue you from your ivory tower. Your walls are full of magic; if this is true, I’m coming for you. I’m coming to tackle your nightmares because I’m here to protect you from them. You don't have to be scared any more.
By Lizzy Arrow7 years ago in Humans
The Words I Can't Say
I spent such a long time saying those words to the wrong person, that now, I don't know how to express the feeling to the right person. I have lost the ability to be affectionate. I don't know when it happened, only that it did, and that it takes a toll on my relationship.
By Elysa Noelle7 years ago in Humans
Sleeping Debate
It had been five days since Rita and Ivy had returned from their trip to Amsterdam. The holiday did not go as planned at all, but that wasn't bad thing as far as they were concerned. Rita and Ivy had been friends since their first day of high school.
By Chloe Gilholy7 years ago in Humans