“I’m coming home,” Josie chirped when Annabelle answered the phone. “What can I get for you, Mom?”
“And why would I need you, useless as you are?”
Mother’s words cut through the distance, piercing deep into Josie’s heart. Numb, she hung up and tried to steady her trembling hands.
She made herself a cup of tea, grabbed her ticket from the table and tore it into shreds. She sat in silence for a while sipping her favourite oolong, feeling nothing but pain. [Read more…]
“If I’m honest I have to tell you I still
read fairy-tales and I like them best of all.”
~ Audrey Hepburn
Ones upon a time, there was a little girl.
Her laughter was like a chime of tiny crystal bells. Her smile could brighten the darkest night.
She was born on a mild winter day in the Kingdom of Cold.
They named her Crystal.
Her mother had a frozen heart. People said that the Snow Queen was her grand-grand-grandmother. [Read more…]
“Some people come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts and we are never ever the same.” ― Flavia Weedn
Ann is no more.
She fought bravely but she couldn’t win the fight against cancer. It took her from us…
A modest village church is bathing in sunshine. Pouring through pointy windows, it reflects from austere walls and perks up a dim alter.
The aisle looks like a runway. With flowers instead of lights—lilies, roses and chrysanthemums in elegant bundles.
At the end of the aisle-runway is a white casket—a weirdly shaped aeroplane in the middle of a flower meadow. Ready to take off. [Read more…]
Imagine you’re the Queen of a little Kingdom.
Your castle is clean and tidy. Your garden looks immaculate. The lawns are freshly mowed. Bushes and trees trimmed. Passages look like carefully drawn lines.
Everybody knows your love for perfection.
Across the river lies another Kingdom ruled by a King. An arched, elegant bridge plugs into the shores of each side, linking them together.
You love the King. He’s brave, good-looking, and reliable. Good at protecting his citizens from an ugly Troll living nearby in a Gloomy Forest, spreading fear around him.
But you don’t like the King’s Castle. It’s full of weapons, old furniture and dusty books. His taste in clothes and food makes your nose wrinkle. He has no interest in his garden either. It looks savage and forlorn. [Read more…]
English
Danish
Dutch
French
German
Italian
Portuguese
Russian
Spanish