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Do it Yourself; Tips and ideas for DIY projects to create your next family heirloom, personalize your photo album and more.

The Light That Remembered Us. AI-Generated.
The cold in Chicago didn't just bite; it owned the streets. It was the kind of February wind that whistled through the gaps in the window frames of the high-rise, a constant, low-frequency reminder that the world outside was indifferent to human comfort. Inside Apartment 42B, the air was different. It was clean, filtered, and smelled faintly of the expensive lemon-scented disinfectant used by the cleaning crew that came every Thursday. It was a home, theoretically, but to Clara, it often felt like a gallery where she was one of the exhibits.
By George Evan7 days ago in Families
Men who eat nuts tend to have better quality sperm
Peak Potency: How a Daily Nut Habit Elevates Male Sperm Quality Male fertility rates have dropped in recent years. Many couples struggle to conceive, and men often overlook their role in this challenge. Your diet can make a big difference here. Nuts stand out as a simple fix. They pack antioxidants and healthy fats that support better sperm quality. Think of them as fuel for your reproductive system. Studies show men who eat nuts regularly see real gains in sperm health. If you're planning a family or just want peak vitality, adding nuts could be your smart move.
By Story silver book 16 days ago in Families
Bettijo Hirschi
Introduction Bettijo Hirschi is a multi‑talented creative professional from the United States. She works as a designer, art director, photographer, writer, and event planner. Bettijo has built a long career in creative work and media. People know her for her artistic skills, her work in magazines and television, and her lifestyle blog. She is also known in recent news because of changes in her personal life.
By Farhan Sayed18 days ago in Families
The Love That Stays Off-Camera
I didn’t notice the fire until it was almost too late. It was a Tuesday in late October. Dry wind, brittle leaves, the kind of air that crackles with danger. I was inside, scrolling through bad news on my phone, when the smell hit—acrid, sharp, wrong. I ran outside just as smoke curled over the ridge behind our street.
By KAMRAN AHMAD26 days ago in Families
The Last Gallop
In a small village nestled between golden wheat fields and sun-cracked hills, there lived a horse named Bahar. He wasn’t sleek or swift, nor did he have a pedigree worth boasting about. His coat was dull in places, his legs bore old scars, and one ear was half-torn from a long-forgotten storm. But to twelve-year-old Rehan, Bahar was more than a horse—he was memory, comfort, and home.
By meerjanan28 days ago in Families
The Last Day of 2025. Content Warning.
2025 was an objectively hard year for me. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't extremely thrilled to be done with whatever this last year has been! It is fitting that I want to use Wednesdays to write wacky things... and the end of 2025 is on a Wednesday - as it has been one wacky year!
By The Schizophrenic Mom29 days ago in Families
The Space Between Noticing
The city woke up loudly, but Jonah always noticed the silence first. It lived in the early hours, tucked between the hum of traffic and the clatter of metal gates opening for business. It lingered in the spaces most people rushed through without a second thought. Jonah didn’t rush. He never had.
By Yasir khanabout a month ago in Families
Sex, Love, and the Intelligence That Creates Worlds
There is an intelligence at work long before we call it desire, love, or faith. It decides timing. It governs attraction. It instructs the body how to heal and the soul when to open. Most people encounter it in fragments — during intimacy, moments of clarity, or sudden knowing — without realizing they are brushing against something vast and ordered.
By By Aja Truthabout a month ago in Families
The Weight of White
Frank stood in the kitchen's shadowed glow, the old refrigerator hum a dull counterpoint to the quiet outside. Three AM. The world was going white. He hadn’t meant to wake, but the sheer lack of sound had pulled him from a restless sleep. No wind, no cars on the street, just the soft, insistent pressure of falling snow. It piled on the sill, a thick, clean blanket over the gritty urban landscape he usually saw. He watched it for a long minute, a slow swirl, like sugar being poured from a height.
By HAADIabout a month ago in Families
The Eye in the Fold:
Once you notice the hidden center of the cube, it’s hard to unsee it. The drawing no longer feels like a static object with six faces; it becomes a system. Lines converge. Directions collapse inward. A square appears where nothing was explicitly drawn. That emergent center isn’t decoration—it’s functional. It exists because perspective demands it.
By By Aja Truthabout a month ago in Families
You’ve Been Drawing the Fourth Dimension Since Childhood
That simple cube sketch you learned in school isn’t just a way to fake depth on paper. Embedded in its lines is the logic of higher dimensions—an emergent center that appears only when perspective does the work.
By By Aja Truthabout a month ago in Families
Moonlit Reckoning
The house groaned around Elena at eleven-thirty, a familiar protest of settling wood and old pipes. She sat at the kitchen table, the last of her herbal tea cooling, a film like grief on its surface. Lila should've been home an hour ago. No text, naturally. Not a peep. Elena tapped her fingers on the worn Formica, the sound too loud in the quiet. This was their rhythm now, a silent, syncopated beat of expectation and disappointment, a constant, low thrum beneath everything.
By HAADIabout a month ago in Families