Goodbye June!

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Goodbye June

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The Person You Are….

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See yourself where you want to be and then be there. Don’t be in the past. Be there! Act like the person you want to become.

~Bob Proctor

The Little Pleasures

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Life is made up of small pleasures. Happiness is made up of those tiny successes. The big ones come too infrequently. And if you don’t collect all these tiny successes, the big ones don’t really mean anything.

~Norman Lear – Television Writer and Producer

Liebster Award Round 3

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Once again I’ve been nominated for the Liebster Award by Anand. His blabberwockying blog in which he shares his love of life, purpose and connecting with others is always colourful, insightful and uplifting to the soul. If you’re not already following, I strongly urge you to visit his space and be sure to follow.

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COMING BACK HOME FROM A LONG TRIP: HOW IT FEELS AND HOW TO MOVE ON!

After spending 4 months in 7 countries I realized that today was the day when the dream I had been living in for 12 weeks had come to an end. After a time of pure freedom, amazing moments, meeting great people and just doing nothing I sadly found myself sitting in the plane back to Germany.

The best time of my life, I had been so excited about for months and working towards, was over now. Goodbye green palm trees, blue sea, loose clothing and fresh coconuts at the beach. No daily adventures and new exciting experiences any more.

Coming back home is the hardest thing about travelling

Well tanned and with swollen eyes (yes, I had shed some tears) I arrived in Germany: 10 degrees and rain. Welcome back! It was only April though. Actually that’s a pretty bad month to come back since it’s still dark, cold and grey. Better plan your return in May or even better in the middle of summer to avoid the nasty weather completely. The reintegration into your home is way easier and the difference to where you’re coming from is not that huge.

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The Sandman

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A day at the beach…..

The sun scorched my face. But it didn’t matter because he was there, standing next to me.

Those piercing green eyes, and that crooked smile. Made my heart flutter.

I’ve always had a love for Sandmen, he was no different. Sadly, he would soon be gone with the coming tide.

Writing 101: Assignment 12: Play with word count ..

© Etta D. Richards