follower |ˈfälō-ər|

                    This is a time when everybody does a lot of following. We like to call it "inspiring", because we like to think of ourselves as unique persons. So, we watch the latest fashion show, we scan the best blogs, listen to the radios, look at movies and we add a little something from here and a little something from there to our personality, or our wardrobe. We got to the point where there is a color palette released for each year, and the color of the year will influence our daily decisions.

And then, if you are lucky enough to influence an amount of people, you become a trendsetter.

You will be quoted, your ideas will be considered brilliant, your way of walking, talking, laughing, dreaming will no longer be just yours - since tons, if not millions of people will try unconsciously to be like you.

                  So, in a time like this, why is it a shame to follow Christ? 

           

why is great having friends

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- no matter the time, day, night, working, etc you know you have somebody to rely on.

- cracking jokes together with a friend is much more better than by urself:)

- because no matter how down or tired she is, she just makes everything possible to cheer u up if you're down 

- and you know you do that, too -having a blast when watching crappy movies makes sense only when you're together.

- that's the thing with a good friend: as time goes by, she becomes closer and your friendship better and better...just like the wine:))) 

- a friend's advice is always to be trusted..just like your mom's

writing tools

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           First, I want to apologize for the lack of posts. I've been really sick since last week, and in weekend I was so busy, I didn't have time to even feel I'm sick. (that was a joke, let's say) I still feel weak and kind of funny, but with lots of vitamin C and orange juice and night quill I hope I'll be right on tracks by next week. There are some  exciting news to be made, but today I want to talk about something else.
           I will write about why I write. Those of you who read my blog (I know your are few - let's face it: who has enough time to read this much nowadays?) already know writing is my thing. It always was... it will always be. I enjoy writing. It reminds me of those good old times when I used to have pen pals. I was getting mail every single week. And it was great. Then, I started keeping journals. I've always been the shyest person in our friends' group, so having my own little piece of paper with my deep thoughts and feelings was crucial for me at that age.
           Then, I discovered I liked it. It was ... so me! and still is. Words become paints and pens suddenly turns into brushes and blank pages into blank canvas. And then, there is my masterpiece - always caring a piece of me with it.
         Recently, my sweet hubby has started to pursue me to write a book (at least one). I told him I couldn't do it, being aware of the fact that such a task requires some good deal of preparation; so he just found me the writing help I needed. Because he never takes no for an answer.

so, we'll live and see... shall I become a writer? Maybe. or maybe not.

All I know for now is, that, my reason why I write will not change. I'll keep writing - for me, for you. It helps me, firstly, and then, all I hope is that, somebody will find hope, faith, or at least, just a tiny bit of happiness in my little puzzled world. 

i have learned

I have learned that true friendship

continues even at distance...

And this is true

for the true love, too.

I have learned that, if somebody doesn't love you

how you'd want to,

it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you

with all his heart.

I have learned that no matter how good

a friend is

he's gonna hurt you from time to time,

and you have to forgive him for this.

I have learned that is not always enough 

to be forgiven by the others

Sometimes you must learn

to forgive yourself.

Octavian Paler

Note: I found this poem on Facebook and it touched me very much, so I tried to adapt it in English, so I can share it with you. This is priceless.


Have a great week! :)

there is a good side in every bad thing

I think God allows the necessity to move from place to place in order to remind us that our HOME is not here… nor on the other side of the Earth…

friendship - what is that?

photo by me, via Flickr.

               how many nights have I stayed and wonder what is it, actually? I have lost their count, but of course, the friendships that I have made over the years is what counts.

            A friendship is when you come to know a person and you disagree with some (or many) of his/her opinions but you cannot be mad at him/her. You are mad because there are moments when he/she is completely wrong in their thoughts and acts. Then, in those moments you're mad because you cannot make decision in their place - that way, you'd be 100% sure they'd save some tears, or even a broken heart. A friendship is when you spend more and more time together and you feel the opposite way. Friendship is when you stay in the sun so you can get burned tanned and is so quiet around - then go home and tell everybody how much fun you've had... and you're not lying.

           It's hard to make a friend. And, as many other things, it becomes harder and harder to make new friends as you grow old. It was made to help you understand God's love, but it can be dangerously destructive. It can easily bring you to nothing in seconds, when minutes ago you were the everything.
           It's even more harder to keep a friend. It takes a lot of courage to give up sometimes just to not start a fight. It requires a lot of your time and as you start full-time job and have a family, friends just seem to fall on 3rd - 4th place on your list. And suddenly, people realize they have friends, but no friendships... or they have a friendship, but there's no one to call "friend".

A kid asked a fisherman which ship is the best kind of ship. The experienced fisherman answered without hesitation:  "Friendship!"

pretty princess

     Since Valentine is coming, I thought of a way how to tell your little princess in the house how much you love her... This card is entirely made out of scraps from other cards I've made... and my sister's fake flowers (ha ha ha).

Who said you should get rid of scraps???...


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