I am brave. I am bruised. I am who I’m meant to be. This is me.
Maybe it comes. Or maybe it’s filled awkwardly with an overhanging, gangly shape that leaves the bottom row partially empty and unfulfilled. We must learn in life that both outcomes are acceptable.
Birth. Life. Death.
These are the only cemented elements in life. While it is commonly accepted that you will live, your way of life may be tailor-made for you.
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Believe me, because I’ll only lie once.
And then there was the word Dust with a capital D, as if it wasn’t ordinary dust but something special . . .
You could be the change the world needs. You can be the sunshine that someone needs. You could be the difference between life, and something much worse.
Not understanding isn’t a crime, but it’s not an excuse. It takes no time to ask a friend, a colleague or a stranger how they’re doing. Tuesday 10th October is World Mental Health Day. It’s not contagious. You can’t catch it. Be kind.
It’s not the first time I’ve written about Harry Potter. It likely won’t be the last.
Today, 26th June 2017, marks the 20th anniversary of the publication of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.
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