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28 april Her Loversblessed to know her then where days said we are to last write the new lines of fire lightly easy and with pleasure dear...my dearest of all men and creatures my gift to never lose be my best she didn't love me i saw felt and heard now a man on the wait a look far everywhere a look at the hour today not to meet him or even uncode his world i only went into the watch then a man was on just a simple name no secrets no charms no answer to love soon the land of days brought another seed visible out of all answers again worries went same equal big painful and plain she was after forms at times space of fun at times and hours like her at times sad much was not all that sad was she wanted places in the life and every time i was left aside then talked with into be the lasting...be what i want set passion aside it might prove wrong take all of me take me free to love you will get the lover pass the love do and the lover cry then she was a beauty and i was a dictionary a spy and a magic sword did she find a place in life she will never hold to answer she is smart she is sad 25 april Mona-Kate's birthday...365 Days from today.... My life was changed a new star was born... April 25th 2005... ( i know... the last syrian soldier left Lebanon that day....as well) but for me... it was a Brand new day...my angel was born that day... Mona-Kate Julia and i spent 3 days at the hospital … then we came home with baby Mona-Kate … It felt kinda weird …we left the house as 2… we came back 3. few times… I said to myself … ( what the hell did I do , what was i thinking..!!)… hihih I mean … I was not used to the idea.. that another soul lives with us under the same roof… it is weird – only people with children know what I’m talking about…- You know… having kids is even harder than getting married ( sorry Julia ) It’s a: “no going back” thing …. It’s not like buying a car a boat or a house that you can always exchange…… it’s a baby…. That you’re stuck with until the end of life… The twist was: that you have to think about things three times now before you do them… I noticed that one day when I was fixing the Satellite Dish at home… usually I would jump down from high places … that time I could not do it … my legs would not go… it’s not like getting coward or anything… I tried to understand why can’t I jump… it was always Mona’s picture and her mum in my head…. I got worried that if anything happens to me… what would they do... without me.? !! It was that day when I realized that fatherhood is not only being a Dad.. it’s much more It’s being the baby’s immortal God.. the whole thing in the baby’s life…the protector the provider the lover the guard the servant the slave the… you name it….. But the pain fades away when my baby holds me tight and squeezes me and taps on my shoulder….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ( I haven’t got it on the video camera yet.. but I'm sure I will )… Definitely since that day my life has changed… I’m still the same though…. The same Maz … but Maz with strings attached now….
Happy Birthday Mona, Zoubzoub, Katy kate, Zoubitta, Bonitta, Mona Cake…. 22 april Too much Love would Kill you...( An email i recieved today)- Thank you Inass
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it, if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?" Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her. 17 april FM vs AMWe are the FM.. Radio signal we come in the type of stereo very loud and clear no static enjoyable … We are the music of life the Romantic the Heavy Metal the Pop the Rap….
Yet we know that the Others exist as well, they come in the form of AM Radio signal… They are static-y and Mono but they exist we know they do, but we always try to ignore them… because life is too short to worry about everything in it…
Good thing that we only focus on things that come in type of stereo, otherwise God would have created us with one ear.
It's up to you to analyze it...
Mr. Merc 06 april NoseImproving Form And Function Of The Nose Each year thousands of people undergo surgery of the nose. Nasal surgery may be performed for cosmetic purposes, or a combination procedure to improve both form and function. It also may alleviate or cure nasal breathing problems, correct deformities from birth or injury, or support an aging, drooping nose. Patients who are considering nasal surgery for any reason should seek a doctor who is a specialist in nasal airway function, as well as plastic surgery. This will ensure that efficient breathing is as high a priority as appearance.
Dear don't be afraid.... we're all gonna be praying for you... we'll miss that piece of you...
Mr. Merc DanceI hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance Never settle for the path of least resistance Living might mean taking chances But they're worth taking Lovin' might be a mistake But it's worth making Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter When you come close to selling out Reconsider Give the heavens above More than just a passing glance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance Time is a real and constant motion always Rolling us along Tell me who Wants to look back on their youth and wonder Where those years have gone Lee Ann Womack
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