Bubbles on the Breaking Waves


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99-Year-Old Lady Sews A Dress A Day For Children In Need 

Lillian Weber, a 99-year-old good Samaritan from Iowa, has spent the last few years sewing a dress a day for the Little Dresses For Africa charity, a Christian organization that distributes dresses to children in need in Africa and elsewhere.

Weber’s goal is to make 1,000 dresses by the time she turns 100 on May 6th. So far, she’s made more than 840. Though she says she could make two a day, she only makes one – but each single dress she makes per day is personalized with careful stitchwork. She hopes that each little girl who receives her dress can take pride in her new garment.


"I was seven years old when it happened. It was about 9 pm at night. We heard the neighbors screaming so we knew that the rebels were in the village. There were many people visiting in my house at the time, so all the men gathered in the main room. We had no guns, only knives. Soon the dog started barking, then we heard footsteps, and then we heard a knock on the door. They started calling for my father to come out. We didn’t answer, so they started shooting into the house. Everyone pushed against the door to try to keep it closed, but they knocked it down. My father saw that he couldn’t run, so he gave himself up. They took him away. Then they gathered all the men and boys, and marched us out of the back of the house. My brother tried to jump and climb up on the roof, but they saw him and shot him. I knew I had to try something different, so I waited until we were rounding a corner, and I jumped into a bush, and I kept crawling until I reached the other side, then I got up and ran. I ran all the way to the neighbor’s house, but they turned me away and locked the door. So I hid all night in the graveyard. The next day I returned to my house. They’d taken everything. They dumped my sick mother onto the floor and took her mattress. I found my father’s body in the barn. They’d cut off his arms and his legs.”

(Kampala, Uganda)


"A few years ago, I got a call on my cell phone from a twelve year old child from my village. He was calling me from a bus stop. He’d taken a bus into the city alone, and he was calling me to ask if I could help him find a way to go to school. Both of his parents had died of AIDS, and he had no money for tuition. I told him to stay where he was, and left work immediately to pick him up. At first I was very mad at him. He should not have travelled alone. But then I looked at him and I saw myself. I’d also been desperate to go to school after my father was killed, but we had no money. So even though I was suffering myself, I told him I would try to help him. My salary was not enough, so I tried many things to get the money. After work, I went to the landfill to hunt for recyclables. But after I paid to have them cleaned, there was no money left. Now I’m trying to make bricks. I have a small operation in the village to make bricks, and I sell them in the city. It doesn’t make much money, but it’s enough to pay tuition for the boy and three of his siblings.” 

(Kampala, Uganda)




This is 100% true

This tweet sounds as though introverts consume the souls of others before they engage in social events.

This is 100% true





i guess i recorded an ice bucket challenge today after i got my wisdom teeth out ??

I’m crying😂😂😂


this is the best one ive seen!


What if
all women were bigger and stronger than you
and thought they were smarter

What if
women were the ones who started wars

What if
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly

What if
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun

What if
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs

What if
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis

What if
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands

What if
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes

What if
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
in a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons

What if
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
with socks
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
“The truth about impotence”

What if
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”

What if
you had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job

What if
you couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running

And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.


For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, written 20 years ago by Carol Diehl. 

She wrote a post about the history of this poem that is worth reading.

(via waxenneat)





Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.

But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her. 

I can’t stop watching this. 


Let me tell you something about love.

You might have read about it somewhere or seen it in those old films that you love. Those are beautiful fantasies that might never come your way. Love is a raw force and it has countless different faces. It could appear between a mother and her child, or a boy and his first puppy. You can find it between two people who’ve been together for the past 40 years. There isn’t a law powerful enough to stop it. It will keep evolving and growing more stronger.

I bet you are lay awake at 2 A.M in the morning, making up scenarios in which the love of your life sweeps you off your feet and you live happily ever after. Or maybe a kiss in the pouring rain after a heart-felt confession of how much they love you. That all is possible but do you know how much you waste by waiting for all of that? Countless days of waiting and wishing, hoping and dreaming. What if the one who’d love you until the end of times, walks past you the second you’re dreaming of someone else - someone better looking or more intelligent?

Love is never what you think it will be. It could be your friend or a complete stranger. Maybe the girl you’re denying your feelings for or your worst enemy? One day they just walk into your life and it’ll never be same again. That hard shell you’ve grown around you, will crack and in the end, break to pieces. You are scared helpless about opening up and telling your most embarrassing childhood memories to them, but you will. And it’s worth it. You create something beautiful and meaningful and suddenly, you feel more whole. You wait for your first kiss and the first time you’ll touch them. You wait for your marriage vows and your first born. And it’s all allowed. Time and actions you both make will make it all happen.

One day you’ll meet their family and friends. There’s no rush, though. Just let it happen and be yourself. Take a deep breath and calm down, you are enough. Even if the family and friends don’t like you, it doesn’t make you any less valuable in the eyes of your beloved. They see a part of you that their family and friends don’t.

Some days you feel scared and hopeless and you wonder why you are still here? Is it really worth it? You keep thinking what if’s and your mind is a mess. So, call them. Tell them how you feel. Message them. Skype them. Let them that your thoughts are circling and you feel lost. They might be able to help you. It doesn’t have to be much - just one word could be enough to make you feel better again. There are bad days among the good ones. You can’t escape the fights or sadness. You have to face them. After all, no storm lasts forever.

And you will change. You can try not to, but you will. You will lose a part of yourself and you never get it back, but it’s okay. You will get something in return. Love doesn’t leave you empty-handed.

Love will also break you and sometimes, leave you breathless and scared - and alone too. Feelings fade and change and people grow apart, that’s part of life too. But you have to try. The fears of rejection or break up are over-whelming but when you get past them, there are no limits for your love and strength. You will find something new within every love. Each time you learn something. It doesn’t have to be a big thing, even the smallest ones count. Love for experience and beautiful memories. Love for the little moments that matter. Don’t fall into regrets, that path leads you nowhere. Just take a chance and let it be.

The most important thing for you to remember is that there is always a chance. The most hopeless ones are allowed to dream. The ones who feel ugly have a right to be beautiful. The most shy ones can speak up and he loudest can fall silent when they reveal their true nature.

So, open your eyes and look around. In a blink of an eye, everything could change.

- figuring it out (via theduckman)





Ad Campaign by Amnesty International Switzerland

Switzerland are always forward thinkers.

this is one of the most humbling ad campaigns i’ve seen.

This is amazing