Henry & Olga

11/10/2025

Bella is buying a new car 😜

11/06/2025

Rome, Italy ❤️

11/06/2025

Why does no one ever complain about the price of a Rolls-Royce, lobster, diamonds, or a Fabergé egg? Or about tickets to the Grand Opera?
Yet when it comes to the modest services of a massage therapist, suddenly everyone objects.
Or to the price of a small basket of strawberries an old woman grew and sells at the market?

Even someone who just finished oysters in a luxurious restaurant will scold her:
“What outrageous prices, Grandma!”
The same person who paid a thousand dollars to a courtesan will lecture a humble manicurist:
“What are these prices, dear? Have you lost your mind?”

What a paradox, isn’t it?
It’s not about being rich or poor — and it’s not about quality, either.

A street musician receives a few coins.
But for a concert by a famous violinist, people are willing to pay a fortune.
And sometimes, it’s the very same violinist.

It all depends on where you are, who surrounds you, and the price you set for yourself.

A hundred dollars? “Too expensive!”
Ten thousand? “Reasonable.”
A hundred thousand? “Normal.”
A million? “Perfectly fair.”
A hundred million? “Now that’s prestige.”

When Dr. Freud understood this, he set his session fee at $25 — the price of a fine man’s suit at the time.
Soon princes, duchesses, famous actors, and bestselling writers were lining up to see him —
people who also knew the value of their own work.

“Oh, but it’s so wrong to charge a high price for your talent and effort!”
Really?

Something costs exactly what someone is willing to pay for it — provided it’s not essential to survival.
So it’s up to you to decide how much your diamonds, your art, or your craft are worth.
And how much you’ll work for, too.

But here’s the irony: the lower the price you set, the less respect you’ll get —
and the more likely someone will still tell you,
“Are you crazy? Half of that is plenty. Don’t be so greedy!”

The cheaper you value your work, the more people will accuse you of overcharging.
That’s just how it goes.

And if you still hear reproaches about being “too greedy,”
it only means you haven’t yet left the marketplace —
or the subway tunnel where you’ve been playing your violin for pocket change.

When you’ve had enough of the scolding, it’s time to move

02/25/2025

… and I feel good!! Pa pa pa pa!!

02/25/2025

Quite a Team 🤪

02/25/2025

White Rock, BC, FAMILY DAY, February 17, 2025

02/25/2025

06/28/2024

What Will Matter?

Michael Josephson

Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won’t matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you lived, at the end.

It won’t matter whether you where beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant.

So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
Not what you got, but how you gave.

What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone.

What will matter are not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident.
It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.

Michael Josephson

09/17/2023

Children are awesome!!! 😂😂😂❤️❤️❤️

07/19/2023

Please remind your kids not to drink & drive. Save lives, please!

I went out partying mom. I went to a party and I remembered what you told me. You asked me not to drink alcohol, mom. That's why I drank a Sprite. I felt proud of myself. I made a healthy choice and your advice was right.

And when the party was finally over, people started driving with no condition. I went to my car with the certainty that I would go home in peace.
I could never imagine what I expected, Mom... something i couldn't expect.
Now I'm lying on the road and I hear a cop say, "The guy who caused this accident was drunk."

Mom, your voice seems so far away... My blood is spilled everywhere and I'm trying my best not to cry. I can hear the doctors saying, "This girl is going to die."

He, like me, had gone out to party, but he decided to drink and drive and now I have to die.
Why do people do this, mom, knowing it's going to ruin lives?.
Pain is cutting me like a hundred sharp knives. Tell my sister don't be scared mama. Tell daddy to be strong. I love you so much I wish you would give me one last kiss. Someone should have told that kid that it's wrong to drink and drive..
Maybe if his parents had told him I would be alive by now.. My breathing is getting weak, mom, and I'm so scared... These are my last moments and I feel so desperate... I wish you could hug me mom while I'm laying here dying.
I wish I could tell you I love you, mom.. i can't feel my body, i can't anymore, mama i love you.. Good bye... "".

These words were written by a Telecinco Informative journalist who witnessed a traffic accident in 1997. The young woman, while she was dying, was saying these words to those there. The journalist started a campaign. If this message reached to you and you ignore it, you may be missing out on the opportunity to raise awareness of more people and make your own life in danger too. And this small gesture can make a big difference.