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My Old Hood

Don’t know if it’s just me, but it seems like the older I get the more I can appreciate the small things and see beauty in places I didn’t before. 220 more words


The Old Home Town . . .

Yes, the old home town still looks the same.

Yesterday we celebrated Mother’s Day. In the afternoon we drove to both my husband’s mother’s grave which is here nearby and then also to my mother’s grave to put flowers on them. 177 more words


A short story by Annie Borga

My Life as a Loner

Annie Borga

Three years ago today is the day my dad died. Today is the day I’m going to his tombstone. 296 more words

Between The Lines

Encounters from the past

Encounters 15 Conference is right around the corner! This is the fourth Encounters Conference organized by Laurea and Haaga-Helia Universities of Applied Science. It takes place on 17-19 March 2015 in Porvoo, the second oldest town in Finland. 371 more words


Don't wanna waste it

There was this time in my life when I the only thing I wished for was a friend. And in a cold bus a foggy morning, this girl catches my eye for a second and I think to my self that it’s another stupid girly-girl and she thinks to herself that there’s some random boy staring at her. 313 more words


Holding hands

Ridiculously beautiful weather for a funeral.

One of the most sorrowful days I’ve ever lived through. A small party of 20 family members gathered to remember and honor L in the small church of Porvoo. 122 more words


Livin' in the real word

Another day, check. Pheeww.

The Porvoo Youth Council, Youth Services and a workgroup that works with participation and co-operation arranged this event called Kuuluuko nuorten ääni? 256 more words