# Friends

Bubby came to my life when I just turned 18.  It was a special gift from my dad who knew I was an animal lover.  It’s been seven years now but I remember everything about that day quite clearly.  When I first laid eyes on Bubby, I was overjoyed.  I knew in my heart that I’d love this baby pa...

They say that “blood runs thicker than water”. That family comes first. Well, I don’t agree and I wanted you both to know that you are my family; Roxy and Cynthia. You are two incredible siblings who bring so much happiness to this life! We shared so many experiences together and so much love ...

  In the loud sounds of an unknown city, a family of three is struggling to find a taxi to the nearest bus stop. The father is looking actively whereas the mother is taking care of her son and the luggage. That young boy was me. I was maybe 12 or 13 years old at that time, but aware of the tension...

Writing a tribute to my mother is very appropriate at this moment. Since the day I was born up until this very day, an inexhaustible source of affection, assistance, love and care. For more than two decades she never took a day sick. She sacrificed so much and requested nothing in return. My�...

I want to thank Fedosenko Grigory, my close friend, and colleague, who helped me to take part in the “Race of the Nation” on October 21st - the final race of this year. That was my first attempt to test myself in real competition, especially since they the event was held in the Carpathian Moun...

I was a young Kenyan girl, from the heart of Africa and had just completed high school (of course I passed with flying colors!) But there was a slight problem; there was no money for my university education. I was stressed, my parents, my teachers, village, siblings, just everyone was equally stres...

It is difficult for me write, so I must start in this manner. In all my life I have never dedicated my words to you, I honestly have never told you how much you mean to me. I don’t know why, but it has just been so difficult for me to express my emotions for you, dad. Yet, the person I talk to ev...

  Writing a tribute to my Grandmother is, at the moment, very appropriate. She died last month, and that has helped our family think about what she meant to us and all the adventures she had over the course of her long life. She suffered from Dementia in her later years, and indeed at times I thin...

  2007 is a long time ago – 10 entire years. 10 years of laughing and crying and being silly together. Months of queueing up for lunch, of the chocolate floorboards with the puff of icing sugar on top, of chips with cheese and plain pasta because I was too fussy to eat anything else. I remember ...

 You make my life rich. You make my mornings bright and my evenings warm. I light up when I see your message on the computer. I sulk when the time difference means you have to say goodnight when I feel like the day is just starting. I sulk when the time difference means I have to say goodnight when...