Happy Anniversary!

Happy Anniversary!

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 You all are amazing.

Our threshold of happiness was so low that small things made us happy 🙂

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True Concern

 
Found this awesome stuff on linkedin and it was so worth to share with you all. Just motivated me to start my morning walks 🙂

Mom

Mom,

She’s the first one to hold you in her arms.

She’s the first face you recognize.

She’s the first one to wipe your tears.

She’s the first to clap at your every prize.

She’s the first to love you unconditionally. 

She’s the first  to care trully.

Mom,

She always prays what’s best for you.

She often forgets that she needs love too.

Mommy I love you.

   

Hit the coloured sands

Summer’s the time to cool off by the sea again.

How about hitting a Pink, Purple, Green Or Red beach this time !

Have you ever collected sand back home after a beach vacation ? If not, don’t forget to collect some grains in a jar this time when you hit the beach . Keep a few empty jars beside it because someday you might just get to fill the rest of them with red pink orange white purple sand!  

No its not fancy colour-craft – Its natural sand.

Here is a look. 

PINK Horseshoe Bay Beach, Bermuda

PURPLE Big Sur Pfeiffer Beach, California 

GREEN Papakolea beach, Southern Hawaii

RED Kaihalulu, Hana Bay, Maui

WHITE  Hyams Beach, Australia

Some beaches such as the coloured ones, are covered with such minuscule rock particles that have been washed down from from coloured rocks of mountains from hundreds of miles away, and that’s what lends a unique colour to these sandy beaches.

~Between~

touching
 
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.