I thought of the parable of the prodigal son. We had made merry for the beloved child's return too - but what happens when the beloved child doesn't say she's sorry? The parable doesn't talk about that. Jesus figures of course you're sorry. Jesus, I thought, you blew it. Not everybody is sorry.

Abdullah böylesine kırılgan ,ufak tefekbir bedenin bu kadar bol mutluluğu,bu kadar çok iyiliği nasıl barındırabildiğine hayret ederdi.Barındıramıyordı zaten.dışarıya taşıyor,gözlerinden oluk oluk akıyordu.

Don't show your anger on others, you never know what the other person is going through.

When silence speaks..words are left no choice but to interpret.

Written By asam

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