Lifestyle
For the lives that we love, and everything that comes with it.
My Brother Is Autistic
There are two moments in my early childhood that would help define who I would become. 1. The day my baby brother came home, that night we had spaghetti for dinner so for ever his nickname would be "my little ghettie". This was the moment I would become a big sister. My job was to love him, protect him and teach him. Though I was only three I took my new job very seriously and I loved my baby brother. 2. The day my parents came home from a doctor's appointment and my mom uttered three words that would change our lives forever "Scotty is autistic".
By Nica McLaughlin8 years ago in Families
Running an Animal Shelter
"It must be so hard for you," that's the phrase I hear the most. It is paired with "to see them get adopted and move on" Or "to review all these animals and see them when they are sick" most often, but once I hear the first part I am already detached from the conversation. I have already removed myself from the back and forth pleasantries and am arguing whether I want to open up about what is genuinely hard for me to do or whether I will flash you a smile and brush of the comment entirely with my usual "No, not really." What I want to truly say, is so much more. Buy, I never find the right way to say it.
By Animal Rescue8 years ago in Petlife
What's In My Makeup Bag?
Before we delve into my foundation-stained makeup bag, I should inform you that the products mentioned below will most likely not be new (to the majority of you) as most of them were released a long time ago. The products mentioned below are my personal favourites that I have been using for a couple of months (if not years).
By ravinderj988 years ago in Blush
The Story About My Acne
I was laying in bed on a Saturday morning, as I stretched my legs to the edge of the bed. I slowly propped myself up into a sitting position and I was startled to see my reflection in the mirror that was hanging on the wall facing towards me. My face had a completely different texture, from the last time I had seen myself. “Since when did my face get this terrible?” I wondered as I stroked the numerous inflamed red bumps that formed on the surface of my skin. The sides of my cheeks, my forehead, and my nose were completely covered in acne. I quickly looked away from the mirror in disgust and I made my way towards the bathroom. I begin washing my hands, trying to avoid thinking about the condition of my face; however, the bathroom mirror never lies. This time, I was much closer to my reflection and my acne was ten times more visible and more apparent. I looked away from the mirror again. I did not want to see myself anymore, nor did I want anyone else to see me.
By Siti Yasmin Nur Saidy8 years ago in Blush
How to Glow Like the Lights on Your Christmas Tree. Top Story - December 2017.
Radiant, glowing skin is always in style no matter what season. As the air becomes more brisk and your skin becomes more dry, making sure your skincare routine is on point is crucial this time of year. You want your skin to look healthy, beautiful, and as glowy as all the fairy lights warming up your home. Believe it or not, getting healthy looking skin is quite easy especially with these products to back you up.
By Dana Fiori8 years ago in Blush
The Day My Grandpa Left...
Kendrick Campbell I remember every other weekend you would pick me up from my house and always tease me about taking forever. When I would climb in the backseat you would hand me a bag of candy. You always knew my favorite. We would sing songs all the way down to Riverdale Road. You would show me the "shortcut" way to skip out on the nasty traffic into I-15.
By Kaitlin Campbell8 years ago in Families
My Dad Is Still Here, But He Is Wearing a Disguise; He Is Wearing the Mask of Cancer
Growing up I was a Daddy's Girl all the way. We did everything together. Wether it was dancing to the nutcracker or having tea parties, my dad did it. He would do anything to put a smile on my face. Once a week, before dropping me off at daycare, he would take me to Krispy Kreme Donuts. It was like our special thing because he didn't do that with my bothers. He was not only my dad, he was my best friend, my hero.
By Clair Rhodes8 years ago in Families
