My mother wants me to write for her … You wrote for Daddy, she said. Now write a little something for me too. Such is Mummy. Satisfied with love. So here’s to you Mummy! Happy 60th! Sometimes I think, being a mother is all she ever knows. She had three boys by the time she was twenty eight. Daddy worked two jobs, to feed us. Leaving Mummy to handle three hyperactive boys. And she did. ...
“I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.” I take thee Abby, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part … I will love you, and honour you, all the days of my life! ...
I was going to write a “another year, another post” post on my birthday. I’ll still write that one, because I’m now jealous of Scott Young, who is a decade younger than me and is so much more sorted in his head and his life, that it make me jealous. However, I got a surprise gift in my mailbox that almost tore me up. (Yes, the video above) I met Mother Teresa once, when I was little and all she said to me, as she blessed me was ...
Li’l Princess Natanya!
Steve Mazan makes Seneca’s serious truth sound so easy!
This post is specially for my young brood. My younger brothers. My cousins. My sisters & brothers in law. The young kids I work with. I’m specially speaking to all you guys. If you think you need, even the slightest idea on why or how to invest and why planning for retirement now is important go watch this, like right now Then get one of those fancy shmancy youtube downloaders, download the videos and keep them safe and then watch them again whenever you get antsy with your money. ...