January 2010
12 posts
Friendship isn’t about whom you have known the longest… It’s...
– From Tiye’s Facebook
Never love a wild thing… you can’t give your heart to a wild thing:...
– Truman Capote
An Excerpt From John Heilemann and Mark Halperin's... →
I think the nail in the coffin was promising the mistress his hand in marriage after (as he was seemingly anticipating) his wife’s death from cancer. EPIC fail
7.0 - Haiti will show resilience
My thoughts and prayers go out to Haiti and my friends who have family members on this island. Tremors were felt in Santo Domingo and in Cuba. The reports on CNN say it’s the worst earthquake in the area’s history. There have been at least 4 aftershocks…
May the people of Haiti remain strong.
Whatever someone did to you in the past has no power over the present. Only you...
– Oprah
Our Generation's Obsession with Each Other
Or more accurately, every other person but the self. I am guilty of being addicted to facebook. Not only because I can keep updated on the happenings in the lives of my friends, but also because I can live vicariously through the uploaded photos and videos that are posted by my friends, or albums that they’re tagged in by people I don’t know. Social networking has decreased the degrees...
The New Teenage Trend? →
When people show you who they are, believe them the first time.
– Maya Angelou
In the past years, I’ve made many resolutions. Many of which I broke, left incomplete and forgot - again and again and again. This year, I only wish to appreciate my life as it is and hone the evolution that occurs daily.
2009 brought its challenges, but there was beauty in each one. I learned something each time and only smiled as I continually chose to focus on the positive people and...
Love after Love
The time will come
when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself,
to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored for another,
who knows you by...