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BEAUTY.IN.THE.EYES.OF.MY.FATHER.

This wonderful, gentle, yet thought provoking post has been written by Sherrie De Valeria It is here, on this blog  https://sherriedevaleriahendrie.wordpress.com where Sherrie  writes her personal blog, some small writings that comes from the Heart, perhaps some poetry or just anything that inspires, is funful and of full of hopes or dreams. I walk silently toward the windows, holding my dark green mug of coffee and sipping this slowly. The heat rises from it and the scent overpowering the room with its dark perfume – coffee is holy. I cannot imagine starting my day even without a small drop of caffeine in my vein, otherwise, my whole system would disfunction and break down. Funny me, but I am. The darkness is lifting and I watch a thin shaft of scarlet orange and lavender has creased over the horizon, setting the fields of grasses on fire with it glorious morning light. I pause and bow my head, saying my thanks as that is my habit to praise and praying that my day will b

I Am A Rape Victim And This Is My Story

This is an amazing story, the rawness of pain & hurt resonate with every word. This is the true story of  A.F. Marie-Ann. I appreciate her braveness in writing this personal essay I am a rape victim. Those five words were harder to write than I thought, let alone accept the fact that it happened. To me. It’s been four long years and I am still trying to live with myself. Still trying to believe that this is what I survived, and not a movie I watched on a Sunday evening. It’s been four years and this is what happens after rape. Days felt like nights and nights felt like days. I could not differentiate between the two; everything from that point on was complete darkness. Not because I didn't want to, but because I emotionally and mentally shut myself off and, as such, the days became one big blur. I was lonelier than ever. I was trapped inside my own head. All the “what if’s” and “what could’ve been’s” I tortured myself with when I was damn sure that it

The Ship Breakers

This wonderful story has been written by Allan Hudson It won an honorable mention in the Kyle Douglas memorial short story contest, sponsored by New Brunswick Writers Federation. Despite those accolades! I thoroughly enjoyed the factual and humane elements Allan has seemingly woven into the tale. Please do not credit me, but Allan himself  at http://allanhudson.blogspot.ca/ where you can also read more of his works. The  Neptune Giant  is a VLCC, a very large crude carrier . When it was completed in 1979, it ranked among the largest oil tankers in the world. From bow to stern, 75 Cadillacs could park bumper to bumper. The crews used bicycles to travel the elongated deck. With a beam of nearly two hundred feet, five bungalows could be placed lengthwise side by side across the deck; her keel is six stories underwater. The raw steel is covered with over fifteen hundred gallons of paint. She’d been given a lifespan of thirty years; instead, she had sailed every ocean