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Livada cu stele – festival cu muzica si fapte bune sadit de Casa Buna

București, 28 iulie 2023 – A face bine este molipsitor. Asociația Casa Bună anunță prima ediție a festivalului caritabil “Livada cu stele”, ce va avea loc în perioada 1-3 septembrie la Nucșoara, Județul Argeș. Livada cu Stele nu este doar un festival de muzică, ci și o platformă de solidaritate între artiști, public și comunitate. Profitul obținut din vânzarea biletelor va fi […]

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POEM: The Dining Table

The dining table has the power to keep a family together.Every evening we gather around the table in the dining room to have dinner, And to spend time with each other. To ask each other, how was your day today. To laugh about the good and to cry about the bad. To nourish our bodies and our souls. Dinnertime is familytime. I am grateful for each dinner spent together with my family around the dining table. When I was a little girl, dinnertime was my favorite time of the day. Gathering around the dining table every evening was my favorite family tradition. It kept our family strong and bonded. Because the dining table has that power. Once I grew up, I left my parents’ home to make a life for myself. Now my sister and I have our own homes, our own families. We live on two different continents, But we

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POEM: Sisters

There is a book on my desk, it’s called “Sisters. Thoughts on That Special Relationship”.I like rereading it every now and again. I picked it up at a yard sale a few years ago. When I saw it, it spoke to me, and it came home with me. I have a sister whom I love dearly. She is the most important woman in my life. When I saw the little book at my neighbor’s yard sale, It instantly made me think of her, my dear sis. And the book had to be mine. Seven years in age difference can feel like a half-generation gap. When I was born, She was a kid on the playground. When I was a kid, She was a teenager in high school. When I was a teenager, She was a young woman on her own. While I was growing up, It felt like I could never catch up with my big sister. But the blood that we s

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Falling Behind. A Poem by an Anonymous Author

I once found a little handwritten note in a library book, likely forgotten by the previous reader. I had a closer look at the handwritten note, folded in two, and realized it was a poem. I kept the note with the poem by the unknown author as it intrigued me. I left it in my nightstand drawer at the time and kind of forgot about it. I found it again last night, and I read it again. It's a beautiful poem, even though I don't know who wrote it. I debated with myself whether I should share it, and finally, I decided that yes I should. This touching poem deserves to be read and heard, so I am sharing it here today. ~~~~~~~~~~ Falling Behind [Anonymous author] This is me reaching out over the grandest canyons This is me fighting at the chance to grab at the shadows of your sleeve in order to pull you back to me When I know how quickly you’ve learned

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POEM: Questions

How is your love life?Do you have a boyfriend? Why don’t you have a boyfriend? Are you married? Why are you not married? When are you going to get married? Do you have children? Why don’t you have children? When are you going to have children? When are you going to have your second child? Do you breastfeed the baby? Do you have a job? Are you looking for a job? Did you find a job? When are you going to get a job? Why are you so thin? Why are you so fat? Why did you lose weight? Why don’t you lose weight? Do you work out? Why don’t you work out? Why are you wearing makeup? Why aren’t you wearing makeup? Why are you wearing short skirts? Why are you wearing long skirts? Why are you wearing black? Why are you wear