Life
Cher's Heartbreak: Battling Addiction for Son Elijah with Conservatorship Request
Who is Cher? According to Wikipedia, Cher (/ʃɛər/; born Cherilyn Sarkisian; May 20, 1946) is an American singer, actress and television personality. Often referred to by the media as the "Goddess of Pop", she has been described as embodying female autonomy in a male-dominated industry. Known for her distinctive contralto singing voice and for having worked in numerous areas of entertainment, as well as adopting a variety of styles and appearances, Cher rose to fame in 1965 as one half of the folk rock husband-wife duo Sonny & Cher before launching a successful six-decade-long solo career. Having sold 100 million records, Cher is one of the world's best-selling music artists. Her achievements include a Grammy Award, an Emmy Award, an Academy Award, three Golden Globe Awards, a Cannes Film Festival award, the Billboard Icon Award, and awards from the Kennedy Center Honors and the Council of Fashion Designers of America. She is the only solo artist to date to have a number-one single on a Billboard chart in seven consecutive decades, from the 1960s to the 2020s. Her 2002–2005 Living Proof: The Farewell Tour became the highest-grossing concert tour by a female artist ever at the time, earning $250 million. Aside from music and acting, she is noted for her trendsetting, elaborate outfits, plastic surgeries, political views, social media presence, philanthropic endeavors, and social activism, including LGBT rights and HIV/AIDS prevention.
By News Horizon One3 years ago in Writers
The History of Matheran: Tracing Its Colonial Past. Content Warning.
Introduction Matheran is a gorgeous hill station with a complex history entwined with its colonial past, nestled in the Western Ghats of India. We'll take a historical tour of Matheran's colonial past in this blog post, focusing on Adamo the Resort one of the most well-known hotels in the region.
By Sofia Benjamin3 years ago in Writers
Try Writing Something New
I was browsing Amazon for what sells best in Indie books with no particular genre in mind. Research says that Spiritual and Fiction genres are still popular (the genres I write in so yay). Horror always is and so is Romance, some books combine the two which was new to me.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle3 years ago in Writers
How Social Media Is Destroying Society
Start searching for something, and once you do, you'll notice it everywhere you go. Have you ever entered a restaurant and seen a whole table of friends on their phones? Or a group of people on the street? Even your own family, each absorbed in their own world, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings. If most human interaction is non-verbal, what happens when you strip away everything else, leaving only that small fraction? This is the experiment we find ourselves in today.
By Fredrick N. 3 years ago in Writers
My Angel Mikey
I always believed in angels since I was young. My brother and I had a painting of an angel walking children across the broken bridge carefully. My name is Miguel and my brother is Henry. At a young age I knew there were demons and devils but somehow when I prayed everything will be better. And one time when those dark forces came to disrupt me, my angel will appear and give me the words to say. I found out later it was the Lord's prayer. I knew I needed protection because this world got a lot of flaws and leaks. I did not want to be caught off guard. It did hurt me when we moved and I could no longer see my Penpal Sidney. I think he liked my Mom but I guess life goes on. Somehow I just pray and things work out. I guess praying helps me in more than ways that I could explain. I prayed to do really really well and I try my best to do what Momma and Daddy said. And somehow my prayers get answered. And yes I say thank you to HIm. How else do you think he would answered me over and over again. As I get older i realized the more I need prayer, the more I need to be mindful of others, the more I need to be thoughtful. Daddy and Momma broke up. And they did not know how to tell us. I was lost and wondering if they loved us. But I knew from Momma's kisses and Daddy's hugs. They did not leave us. They did not forsake us. I knew that they still care and I wanted to be good to at least come out good. I had big hopes and dreams. I wanted to preach or teach or be respected or something. I asked Momma what I should be. And I asked Daddy what I should be. I even asked Henry what i should be. All of them asked me what I wanted to be. It kept changing time after time. Afterall I just was child, the youngest, children dream all day and all night. Children need guidance and children need hopes and dreams and love and faith. And even when they become grow they need angels. That's when the unthinkable happen, my Dad left us in a car accident. They said it was not his fault but Momma and all of us were hurt and devastasted. Momma never looked the same. She cried night and day everytime she drove by the hospital. We tried to tell Momma not to drive by the hospital but she did not cared. As I grew older, I was distant about learning. Dad was my first teacher and he taught me to do art and music like Henry. I loved Dad's music and I loved Dad's drawings. Henry and I used to listen to Dad's music everytime we went to school, church, or anywhere. We both thought he was really really good. I guess I was sad. Sad about losing Dad. Sad about losing my best friend in the world. And I told my school's counselor after sometime when she asked why I wasn't so into school and learning. And that's when I met Mikey, I called him my angel. He was just like Dad. He was cool and funny. He taught me how to dance and sing. He taught me about girls and the difference between girls and boys. He looked like an angel. And he knew me so well. We spent months and months together. I showed him that I learned Hip Scotch. And that I like having the playground all to myself so I can play with every part of the playground. And Mikey knew I was a little selfish but Mikey helped me. Michael was my world but he had to leave. I remember that day that like it was yesterday. Mikey held back tears and he told me that he cares about me and love me. Mikey was strong, he picked me up, a big ten years old and he hug me carefully like I was his own. Mikey hugs really really really tight. And I told him and Mikey said So you will remember me when you grow up. And that was the last time I saw Mikey, my angel. Momma said that Michael was good to me, that he showed me how to be a man. And that he was my angel sought from above. And I said Daddy must have sought him. I then showed Henry and told Henry about my angel Mikey. And after Henry saw the drawings of Mikey. Henry began to make fun of me and say that my name starts with an 'M' and Mikey's name starts with an 'M' and that I am imagining Mikey. And I was just ready to fight with Henry when a lightning flash between us. Henry was scared and so was I. I said that I told him Mikey really exist. And now God is mad, we should pray. And that day I showed Henry how to pray, I kneeled down and folded my hands and said the Lord's prayer like Mikey taught me.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous3 years ago in Writers
