Love in silence is absence. Not because the feeling isn’t there, but because feelings unspoken can wither like flowers never watered. Affection kept behind closed
Love in silence is absence. Not because the feeling isn’t there, but because feelings unspoken can wither like flowers never watered. Affection kept behind closed
There’s a myth we don’t challenge enough, especially in leadership circles and personal development spaces: that an apology restores trust. It doesn’t. Trust, once broken,
My mother was a Leo, in every sense of the word, and would’ve celebrated her 91st birthday today. She was confident, charismatic, fiery, loyal, bold,
Beer is Germany’s unofficial blood type, served with everything from football matches to funerals. I, however, am German on paper but Filipino in upbringing—raised in
I am often asked what the hardest thing is about living the quiet, reclusive life that I do. In order to answer that, I have
We are not who we were five months ago, five years ago, let alone five decades ago. Life, with its seasons and shifts, demands adaptation,