nemam uvod.
za ovo vam i nije potreban.
tridesetak minuta čiste lepote.
i više od toga.
izvolite:

Nakon dugog razmišljanja menjam radne naslove bloga. Od: Mali životi (iliti: šta da radiš kad ti se razboli dete), pa preko: U Srbiji treba davati mito, došla sam do ovog - jer, u suštini, poruka moje priče i jeste to: bitka za bebe.

resilient, my ass,

i

Thank you for praying.

People in this video tried to collect contributions on the street for the Tohoku area.
 

We are under the anxiety, but I think that we can help each other with smiles even in such matter.

We are also praying and we are doing what we can do for Japan.
So please, we need your help.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

We live between birth and death
Or so we convince ourselves conveniently
When in truth we are being born and
We are dying simultaneously
Every eternal instant
Of our lives

Poštapam se naslovom iz komentara koji je napisala yugaya i dok ona ne nadje vremena i napiše priču, kako je i obećala, moj komentar na komentar je:

Kako bi to bilo da u bavljenju decom potrošimo nešto truda, prstohvat ljubavi i ostavimo samo malo mesta za iznenadjenja?

ovo je jedan kratak blog...

 s . m . i . l . e .

Uvodbezveze_:
Nisam baš neki tip za voljenje. Mislim, volim ja da me vole, al' ne volem da me mnogo ljube, grle i ostale sitne vezove. Sve kao da mi fali neki gen za ono kad pogledaš i vidiš ženu, a ona, nekako - mazna i umiljata.