Life can sometimes take you on a detour. Far beyond the yellow brick road you’ve mapped out for yourself. Click, Click, Dorothy don’t be afraid. Life will surely show you some wicked witches but just remember this: “It’s all about the journey and the ones you create memories with”.



Holiday Season, Motivational

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Do you know that feeling, the one that stirs up out of the blue and there’s nothing else you can do then acting upon that feeling? I had that kind of feeling a couple of weeks ago and today I’m sharing with y’all what that feeling was about.
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The Unsaid but never untold

The eyes are the window of the heart, and the heart is the window for the soul.

A couple of weeks ago I visited the Locked and Loose Event in Rotterdam and between all the usual stands focused on the main target group, I discovered an artist by the name of Marlou da Silva. This beautiful young lady was busy creating a colourful painting that immediately caught my eyes. For those who know me I ❤ me some colour.

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A Letter To The Daughter I May Never Have

This one is a must read. When someone says they don’t want children I used to be surprised but this letter shows that there is a story behind a No or a Maybe. When Amanda decides to have a child she will have all tools she needs for the journey.. Love it!!!!

amanda trusty says

My dearest daughter,

I’m writing this to you at age 27, at which point I still don’t know how to change a diaper.

And I have to tell you right away, I live in a world where planes crash unexpectedly, and love doesn’t always win, and I eat pesticides for breakfast. My neighbors fight when they’re drunk and my friends have cancer and twelve-year-old students sell pot out of their lockers at school. I’m sorry darling, but this world is no place for a child.

I’m looking at a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the kitchen table that your potential daddy bought me three days ago and they’re wilted because I forgot to change the water. The sink is dirty and the recycling bin smells like sour milk and Coca-Cola. My home is no place for a child to grow.

But goodness it would be so gorgeous to meet you…

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