In Article on February 12, 2017 at 8:20 PM
When I was little, I did participate the discussion of which came first, was it the chicken or the egg, for the simple reason that I couldn’t come up with a definite answer, I was confused. I was reasoning for both sides with what I believe are good arguments.
Not that I’m all full of wisdom but now I became definite with my answer so without doubt I lean on the chicken came first. The source will come first before the fruit and I see chicken as the source that need to produce an egg, sit on it for a good amount of time, before that egg hatches as a chick.
I rest my case. What’s your point of view?
In Review on February 3, 2017 at 8:59 PM
I was obsessed of The Good Wife the moment I started it in Netflix, a total binge watching moment. If I am picky then I didn’t like Cary’s pretend drinking and eating acting. I cried like I’ve never cried before when Will Gardner died.
I told my sister who just become a first time mother to watch it because I like the practical, fun, and yet stern parenting skills of Alicia. It was also Eli Gold’s branding of Saint Alicia that made me believe for sometime that she is an honest woman who wants to get the bottom of things, to honor law and fight injustice, and yet the writers pulled back and made her very human who also try her best of the situation, she is not perfect.
The seventh and final season was not really gripping but I liked all the six seasons. I also liked it that Diane slapped her at the end, it made it a dramatic ending, and as my youngest sister said, that should wake her up.
It is life, I will never know what the future holds. I will never be able to please everyone. It is important to do what I believe, and for heaven’s sake I hope what I believe will lead me to a decent path no matter how challenging it may be.
In Journal on January 22, 2017 at 10:40 PM
I could feel the drive of a parent, to be a determined and responsible for a new human life. A parent even has a creed to give more than he ever enjoyed in his life for the sake of his child. A parent becomes selfless and turned into a superhero.
It crossed my mind what kind of child will I conceive in this world? Will it look like me having half of my DNA? But I got to remind myself that I don’t own the child, it has a faith of its own. Will I be used as a contributor? Will I have Abraham’s legacy to have as many offsprings as the countless stars?
I wanted to create a business empire where there is honesty, enjoyment, and growth. I want to serve with kindness, inspiration, and love. I wanted to find my tribe so we can do it together. Oh how I long for this, my baby.
Photo source: Mt. Hope Family Center