When the four sisters Bebe, Heather, Laurie, and Mimi agreed to have a representative image of them taken every year, they probably never imagined that forty years down the line the results would be  simply astounding. They began their journey in 1975 because of a random request for a picture. Nicholas Nixon, who was a photographer, asked the sisters to pose for a family photo, from there, it became an annual cherished tradition within this family. Don't take my word for it, take a look at the images yourself,  https://www.worldation.com/stories/40-years-four-sisters-photographed/ 1975

The words the world does not want to hear, but will inevitably do so. When people think of a contemporary royal death in Britain, they think, inescapably, of Princess Diana. The passing of the Queen will be monumental by comparison. It may not be as nakedly emotional, but its reach will be wider, and its implications more dramatic. “She is the only monarch that most of us have ever known” The royal standard will appear on the TV screen. The national anthem will play. It will be a day when you will remember where you were. For Queen Elizabeth II of England, the plan for what happens upon her demise is known as “ London Bridge .” The prime minister will be woken, if she/he is not already awake and civil servants will say “ London Bridge is down” on secure lines. From the Foreign Office’s Global Response Centre, at an undisclosed location in the capital, the news will go out to the 15 governments outside the UK where the Queen is also the head of state, an...

First published by Melody Sim. http://www.melodysim.com/2016/12/a-letter-to-myself-year-from-now.html As with most, if not all posts on Brilliant BlogShare, there has to be something captivating in the content, which must be original. This post is refreshingly so, it has an open nieve style which enhances the narration. read and enjoy. A LETTER to MYSELF a year from now:

Wednesday, April 15, 2015  This post is from my friend Cee Que  who is a terrific poet and writer,as I am sure you will find when you read her words below. Happy 21st Birthday, Joey!!! I cry at these milestones because it reminds me how fast the years have gone by...I don't think my Joey knows I wrote this poem for him a while back... Family Portrait - 2008 - photo by  Peter J. Crowley Batang Lalake (Baby Boy) his speech lagged at three born with babies crying in his ears now man-heavy  his voice: bass and harmonica  as if he were bobbing and reading  sheet music at the same time woolly mornings and stretched tight nights overcrowded him gruff tree against the realm— my boy at man's threshold determined to etch on his coat of arms permanent ink of love and mirth no yardstick no barometer, just him over there in the heart of the labyrinth More of CEE QUE's work can be found  on  http://you...