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Everyday Stories, Lived

Relationships

  • Christmas after three years of COVID-19

    We felt limited to gathering around with families and friends for three Christmas seasons. But this year is different. This year felt like we’re finally free, with some enjoying the liberty of optional mask-wearing while others remained cautious by wearing one. And what seemed to be endless family arguments every gathering, this year is unwrapped… Read more


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  • Making things work

    If people in a given time and occasion find the same mind and heart, experiencing real joy is possible. If they choose to harbor disunity, dissension is right at the door. Read more


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  • Reuniting with loved ones

    I’d like to think we all grew up with mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters, either born into or chosen into or, perhaps, your own choosing. And when you’ve been apart from them for a while, seeing them again brings joy that overflows from all the memories you had with them. Sure, we can’t… Read more


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  • Love and hospitality

    I find it difficult to be hospitable without love. Because if someone would say they can be hospitable without it, they must be play-acting. It takes love to look beyond inconveniences and sacrifices. Read more


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  • Profit > empathy (a rant)

    With restrictions lifted up that you won’t think about what a nightmare the past two years have been, businesses have ramped up their services too. But unfortunately, while others see this as an opportunity to recover the sales the pandemic has robbed them of, others that offer services (like amusement parks) have milked their cows… Read more


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  • When your beloved cries

    When you see your beloved hurting, you feel the hurt too. Every tear shed is like tiny pin pricks going beneath your skin, pain burning in your insides. That’s why when they do cry, you shy away because the hurt just gets into you. It would have been much better if you were only in… Read more


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  • Going home from home

    I’ve known a man who said he doesn’t believe in owning a house. That he’s okay with renting a place for years and years, but he can leave whenever he wants — no commitment. But now that it was time to leave, to move on to a new place after years and years of building… Read more


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