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OPINION: Life … And Then It Is Winter  By Ed Meadows | The Reporter  + 2 Videos

By Ed Meadows | The Reporter 

Time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday when I was young, just married and embarking on a new life with my mate. Yet, in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went.

I know I lived them all. I have photos and glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams.      Continue reading

Addicted to Life – by Ian McDonald

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 Addicted to life
December 1, 2013 · By
I find it hard to accept that old age has come upon me. Life still is sweet and might go on forever so far as I am concerned since there is so much more to experience and discover and enjoy. The fact is that I am addicted to life and its multitudinous attractions and have no particular wish to go into rehab to cure myself of this addiction.
Who would not want this journey lit by wonders and surprises to go on and on if only to see what new marvels wait beyond the next turn in the road and the next?  Continue reading

And then …. It is winter!

And then …. It is winter!

I Believe:
              The Happiest of People Don’t Necessarily Have the Best of Everything.
              They Just Make The Most of Everything They Have…………

How ironic. It is as if someone has plucked these thoughts out of my mind. Life catches up with you without your realizing it. And then, it is too late! Or is it?

So philosophical yet meaningful. And then it is Winter. You know. . . Time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years.

It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate.  And yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. ……
I know that I lived them all. Continue reading

Do men pay attention to women’s age or looks?

Do men pay attention to women’s age or looks?

JUNE 3, 2012 | BY KNEWS |
By Ralph Seeram – From the Diaspora

She came into the store with a melancholy look and all teary eyed, so I inquired what’s wrong. I was thinking maybe she had a death in the family or perhaps one of her children had fallen ill. Then she replied, “Today is my birthday”.
“Your birthday”? I asked. “Then you should be celebrating, why the tears”
She replied “I am getting old” and burst into a fresh round of tears and sobbing.

I was confused for a moment. She was attractive, had a great personality and was only in her early thirties, a single mother of two, and she was a regular customer of the store I then owned. I was wondering why it bothered her so much about getting older.  Continue reading

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