Night out…


She looks beautiful…
Pretty nails, pretty hair, a pretty dress.

She feels sensual …
Thin straps, bare shoulders, heaving cleavage.

She smells amazing…
Intoxicating, fragrant, delicious.

She wears red…
Dangerous, fierce, edgy, alluring.

He walks in…
Tall, handsome, calm, charismatic.

He smiles…
Appealing, confident, wistful, engaging.

She beckons him…
Meeting, dancing, becoming entranced.

They converse…
Minds stimulated, engaged, entangled.

They leave…
Their night has just begun.

Contents written: July 19 2016. Edited: July 30 2016 | Originally published: July 30 2016 | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Building Bridges…


The bridges we build
Can lead us to places unknown.
Friendships that become
more than just a passing glance
can start with just a simple smile.

A polite “Hello” or “How are you? ”
can lead to a mutual understanding.
Things we have in common
are what binds us together
and makes us feel like we belong.
No one wants to feel alone.
We are all pieces of a large puzzle,
each of us having a unique purpose.

The bridges we build
need not be traveled alone,
for we can all use a hand to hold.
But if a bit of solitude is necessary,
please don’t break those bridges down
after you’ve crossed,
for others may want to follow
in your footsteps.

Be proud of your journey,
and remember to be present
in all the moments of your life.
May the bridges you cross
lead you to your destiny.
May your life story
keep traveling
long after you’ve passed on
from this world,
continuing to build bridges
as did you.


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Contents compiled: August 26 2016
Originally published: August 30 2016
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Short Stories

Well, this is the beginning of it…

Here are the clues:

  • Not wanting to talk to/ see anyone else.
  • Internal turmoil over right vs wrong.
  • Feeling vs thinking: The heart wants what it wants and often overrides rational thought.
  • The object of their affection can do no wrong.
  • Everything is amplified: Magnificent, fantastic, amazing!!!
  • Emotions so strong they are powerful yet dangerous, fierce yet sweet, comfortable yet disturbing, amazing yet messy.
  • They can’t stay away from each other: They are miserable apart yet so delightfully messy together.

Can you solve the puzzle?

Yes, it seems this is the beginning of it,  they’re falling in love…

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Image Source: Yahoo Images (psychologyineverydaylife.net)

[This is Part 8 of a series entitled “Their Story”. See Part 9 or Start from the beginning ]

Contents written: October 9 2015  |  Edited: October 12 & 18 2015  |  Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises

Music is Oxygen

A journey into my past…

If you could travel back in time, what would you tell your younger self?

I’ve pondered that question many times over the years, and I always come back to the one thing I regret — not believing in myself when I was a young mother. I let the voices of my elders lead me down a path that I now know was the wrong one for me, and if I had the chance to do it all again, that’s the only thing I’d change. It’s true that our experiences shape us. Our characters are formed through our trials, errors and victories. I know also, that my one regret has imprinted my being and it now shapes my perspective on life and parenting.

So, if I could talk to my younger self, I’d tell her to be brave, to have faith in herself, to trust her instincts, to keep close to God and watch Him work wonders in her life. And, without saying anything else, I’d just hug her for I know it’s one of the things she never got enough of.

What would you tell your younger self if you had the chance?



Song: “MercyMe – Dear Younger Me”


Contents compiled: August 30 2016
Originally published: August 30 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises