The teargas had us coughing and crying. Our path was sprinkled with protesters about to engage in a streetfight. When we finally put some distance between us and the angry mob, the fresh air of the empty park was a very good reason to smile. Still, we did not linger, we wanted to feel the city's pavement and cobblestones beneath our feet. This weekend my family and quite a few friends of my family joined us for an amazing Thanksgiving dinner. There was everything: turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, and so on.
H is for Help Helping others is something of a natural habit of mine. When asked I will help the elderly lady read the price tags in the supermarket. Often people ask me to get them some product placed on a high shelf that they cannot reach themselves. Sometimes I will give uncollected advice when … Continue reading H is for Help #AtoZChallenge