Our Days
There were many days in that situation, frozen in a problem that seemed endless. Today, I can smile in the face of my weaknesses. Life still offers me this privilege: memories, both good and bad, that have taught me so much. Time passes almost invisibly, and all we can do is follow it, with no chance to turn back.
I believe each of us writes the book of our own life in a unique way. Our book ho...
Tuesday 24th June 2025 8:49 pm
Emotional Control
Life is like that sometimes, and information often arrives in the form of gossip. For some people, it doesn’t make a difference; they hear it, think it’s just someone else talking nonsense, and move on without giving it importance, without repeating or fueling the subject. However, for others, those words can leave deep marks, especially when they are lies that directly affect them.
At such mom...
Tuesday 24th June 2025 8:45 pm
In That Modest Residence
The routine began with waking up for the first meal of the day: tapioca or bread. The food my mother made was always delicious; the seasonings weren’t the best, but the flavor was wonderful. Meanwhile, my mother also took care of the household chores and hummed hymns; the entire neighborhood could hear her expression of love for the Creator. Back then, I wasn’t particularly a fan of coffee, althou...
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