“The next time you lay hands on me, we’re done.”

When I was 16 years old, my dad found himself in a messy situation. Mom had just moved out. And this time, she was dead serious about not coming back. She’s had enough.

My dad had physically abused my mom. And mom wasn’t going to put up with that shit.

“When you acknowledge and take responsibility for what you’ve done, you know where to find me,” mom told him, slamming the door.

After a couple of nights of sleeping alone, that is if he did sleep at all, he eventually…

One thing that runs through my mind and saddens my heart is the increase of ignorance in an age of profound and unlimited access to knowledge. We live in an age where knowledge is practically free. You can read a blog post about how to manage your emotions or what to look for in a good partner in the same amount of time it takes to commute home from work.

Yet we have people who can’t seem to be bothered.

We used to have parents buying books and library cards for their kids. …

“You will find something more in woods than in books.”

— Saint Berna

I spent the afternoon with Jude. He’s got a carpentry shop in my neighbourhood. Jude’s a cool guy. We play a lot of board game together. Chess. Ludo. His spot is a great place for a couple of guys to hang out.

There is something you need to know about Jude though. The guy likes to talk. This is especially true when it comes to talking about life and how to live a good one.

“Carpentry is just like life,” Jude said one day over a game…

“Oh, that’s so, me…”

I was seated in a cafe bar, typing away, when a lovely, hazel eye, blonde lady with straight hair, walked in with her boyfriend and gave everyone a hilarious show.

After collecting her order, she stretched her hand to toss a waste paper into the bin. Surprisingly, she dumped the money she was holding instead. Just about to walk away, she halts and gave out a loud laugh, realising what she has done.

Seconds later, she ransacked the bin to get the money out, with the boyfriend, and everyone else laughing.

That was when I went…

In 1993, a young divorced and single mother stepped off a train in the UK bound for Edinburgh with nothing but her daughter, a suitcase, and only three chapters of the book that would later become one of the world’s best-selling fictional books — Harry Potter.

J. K. Rowling got the inspiration for the book Harry Potter in 1990 when she was stuck on a delayed train from Manchester to London King’s Cross. …

Myron was an old and wise monk who lived among the people of Megara. All loved and respected him. He was often invited to the palace to spend time with the king and nobles. His company was priceless and inspiring.

One day, while sitting among the nobles and the king, he told a joke that made everyone burst out laughing. The next day he told the same joke, which brought the same result.

But on the third day he told the same joke in the same way, but this time his words were met with crickets.
This would embarrass most people…

“Thank you, Dad! Now I can see how poor we are!”

Abdul is a wealthy man who felt like he needed to expose his son to the other side of life in order to get him to appreciate the things his wealth had afforded him. To drill this lesson home, he came up with a brilliant idea — he arranged a three-day vacation in the countryside where they’d spend their days with the poor.

After three days were up on their drive back, Abdul, confident that his plan had worked, engaged his reserved son in a conversation.

“So, what do…

Imagine sitting in a bar. A tall, brown-eyed handsome looking guy walks up to you. With bright eyes, a firm chin and a smile, says to you, “I was about to come over to chat with you, but I just got a call and I have to leave now. I’d like to pay for your drink, though, and I hope to find you back here. If that’s the case, I’ll make sure I get your number and maybe grab coffee together.” You both chuckled. You think he’s absolutely cute.

He paid for your drink, and with a smile walked away.

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