Sarah Kay & Phil Kaye - "When Love Arrives" https://t.co/CnAUBer98b via @YouTube
“Maybe love stays, maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t..” This is so beautiful 💕
Upon landing in Rome, had the opportunity to meet Prime Minister Meloni over dinner followed by a visit to the iconic Colosseum. We exchanged perspectives on a wide range of subjects. Looking forward to our talks today, where we will continue the conversation on how to boost the India-Italy friendship.
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You didn’t think we’d leave without saying goodbye first did you.
We are bringing our Farewell tour to Asia, Australia, Europe and the UK. We can’t wait to celebrate the songs and the memories we’ve created and shared with you all over the past 13 years. VJMS x
Bravo Carlos, little titan, young wizard of Oz. A worthy champion, a huge talent, wonderful person and history-maker 🙌
And Australia, so much love 🫶🏼. No place like the happy slam. Forever grateful.
Delayed grief is very dangerous. You don't cry, you’re numb, & you move on like nothing significant happened. You keep suppressing everything until the day it finally escapes, and when it does, it's like a dam bursting, flooding your mind and heart, making it difficult to cope.
I delivered pizza for 5 years. You learn a lot about people by how they open their front door. It was Christmas Eve. I was bitter. I wanted to be with my friends, but I needed the tips. My last run was to a motel on the edge of town. Not a nice place. I knocked on Room 104. The door opened, and a little girl, maybe 6, stood there in pajamas. Behind her, her dad was sitting on the edge of the bed, head in his hands. The room was empty except for a few bags. “Pizza!” the girl squealed. The dad looked up. He forced a smile. He came to the door and counted out exact change. crumpled ones and quarters. “Keep the change,” he said. It was 50 cents. I handed over the box. It was just a small cheese pizza. “Merry Christmas,” he said quietly. I walked back to my car. I sat there for a minute. I looked at the $80 in tips I’d made that night. I thought about that little girl. I drove to the 24-hour grocery store. I bought a precooked ham, a pie, a gallon of milk, and a cheap stuffed bear. I went back to Room 104. I knocked. The dad opened it, looking confused. “delivery mistake,” I said. “Manager said this goes with the order. Bonus for the holiday.” He looked at the bags. He looked at me. He knew it wasn’t a mistake. His chin started to quiver. He didn’t say a word. He just reached out and shook my hand, gripping it hard. I drove home with $0 in my pocket. Best Christmas I ever had. The world is hard. Be soft.
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