Receipts. How many trees had been cut to make these?
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
Shared this for my #100happydays in Instagram.
It makes me grateful to have weekend off from work. During the weekend, I wake after the sun has risen and would greet my reluctant eye as I wake up. Ofcourse with the help of my lovely “shouty-in-the-morning” daughter. 🙂
Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.
-Lewis B. Smedes
They say moving in is hard. Especially when you’ve spent almost half of your life with him or her and in my case, have living-lifetime connection.
In one way or another, time does not stop from ticking and in the course of life one must decide if you’ll linger to past or just take that one little step in healing.
It’s been a year or so. 2012 has been a year of travelling for me. It’s somewhat a way of healing, that my life doesn’t end there- in a bliss of heartache, betrayal and uncertainty. And it’s sad to say that this year, it’s an adjustment period, for me– emotionally, financially and psychologically.
I hope that i can make new happy, sweet memories. Just need a little push for my inner self, to believe that everythings’ gonna be okay.
Cheers to you and for the new memories in store for us.
I was never into fashion but I’m not that geek enough to shove my inner gurly in me. 🙂
A dear friend have an online shop called Miss Hue😉
And i bought a few stuff that i liked. It was an easy transaction. Just paid thru online banking, next few days… Viola! My package arrived 🙂
Butterfly earrings and white glittery sleeveless top.
Check out and visit the shop through following links:
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
Trying if I can still play. Rusty.