In Memory Of the Bosnian War – 6. April.1992 – 14.December.1995.

Yesterday it was 20 years since the Bosnian War. I try not to think so much about this dark period of the Bosnian History, but I have no choice. Even if it has been 20 years since the war, the war has left emotional wounds, that I think never will go away nor heal. I among many others Bosnians, have lost so many. We have lost our fathers, our mothers, our brothers, our sisters, our neighbors and our friends. We still cry for all of them. To be exact we lost 102.000 human beings throughout these three years. About 40.000 Bosnian women were raped. 1,8 million escaped from Bosnia. 1,8 million human beings left their homes, their country, the rest of their family. Why? Because they had no other choice!

Yesterday in Sarajevo there were 11.541 chairs in the streets, as a reminder of all of them who died in Sarajevo. The chairs represent every woman, every man and every child that died in Sarajevo. Family and friends brought letters, toys, flowers and laid them in every chair. Yesterday Sarajevo was covered with rain. For me the rain represents all of our tears that we have cried. I am not going to go into the details of the war, because it is such a big and very hard topic to talk about. What I want with this post is:

I want to give my LOVE to all the Good people we lost. I want to give my LOVE to all of their families. I want to give my LOVE to all the husbands and wives that lost each other.  I want to give my LOVE to all the children that grew up without their parents. I want to give my LOVE to all the parents who lost their children. I want to give my LOVE to all brothers and sisters, that were separated. I want to give my LOVE to all the women that were raped. I want to give my LOVE to all the soldiers that fought for Bosnia. I want to give my LOVE and STRENGTH to all of us that are still alive. Nothing anybody says, will make the pain go away, nor bring our loved-once back. I can’t say it will get better, because I would be lying myself and everyone around me. Nothing we say, or do will make it better. I believe in heaven, and I believe that one day we will be reunited with our family, all of them! I believe they are watching over us. The pain, the emptiness, the longing, will never go away, all that we can do is pray for them, and be reminded that even if we feel alone, they are looking down at us. I am positive we will meet again! This is a TRAGEDY that happened to us. Rest in Peace, may heaven be the Paradise that your deserve. May our prays show you our love. May our longing show you are not, and never will be forgotten. May our tears, tell you how much you mean to us, and how much we miss you.

If the Virgin Mary appears wearing a veil on all her pictures, how can you ask me to sign on a Hijab Ban Law?

Lately I have been reading so much about this in the media. To be honest with you, that this is even a topic, is sad enough. With that said I have to say something as well! For centuries women over the world have been wearing a veil. Some for religion and some for fashion. Never before has this been an issue, until now. I wonder why? Today mostly Muslim women wear a veil, or called a Hijab. Muslim women wear this so they can cover their body for others to see, expect their closest family and their husband. Is that a bad thing? Does it hurt me, you, your neighbor, or anyone else for that matter? No it does not.

When I saw this picture and what Roberto Maroni, had to say about this, I was SO proud. We want to accept people for who they are, and there are so many groups fighting for different human rights. Isn’t this a right? To be able to practice your religion, as the Great Holy Books want of us?

It looks like there always is going to be something. It used to be about the Jews, and then about equal rights for white and black people. Now we fight for the gay population so that they can have the same rights as straight. What about Muslim women, shouldn’t someone fight their battle? We tend to put things aside as long as it doesn’t concern us, but what if it did? It’s so sad to read about Islam, one of the biggest religions as such a negative thing, when people are not aware of how similar it is to for example Christianity. I do not mean about new testament, but I mean the first Bible. Jesus exists in Islam as well, Virgin Mary exists in Islam as well, Adam and Eve exist in Islam as well. We are all much more alike than we want to admit. The two biggest religions, Christianity and Islam, we should practice them, not spend time hating either.

*May we be able to live in a world one day, where we are not judged by our religion, by our believes, nor our looks. Amen to that!

Happy Easter!

Hellooo!! I am back! I took an early Easter vacation! Well, Not really. I woke up on Sunday with the worst cold ever! I am not fully recovered yet. I have been working a lot this week (even if I am sick) Because I do NOT like sitting at home, and not do anything. I keep myself busy all the time. I work a lot because I enjoy it, especially when I’m down, it makes me not think about it! I have some new posts coming up, probably tomorrow, until then, I wish you a Happy Easter!

Delicious Chocolate Cake

It’s that time again. Another week has gone by, and the weekend is finally here. I try to eat very healthy throughout the week, meals filled with fish and vegetables. The weekend is the time to treat yourself with some sweets. Instead of buying a lot of candy or chips, I like to cook my own sweets. This time it’s a DELICIOUS Chocolate Cake! I highly recommend it, and it’s soo easy to make. I like my food easy. I LOVE to cook, but spending hours in the kitchen, is not my thing. The faster, easier it is, the more I love it. (I did not have the time to take pictures this time, step by step, but it’s so easy that I don’t think it’s needed.)

Ingredients

Cake:

125 g butter
1 dl water
3 tablespoons cacao
1 teaspoon vanilla powder
4 eggs (You need to split the egg yolk and egg white in two different bowls)
250 g sugar
150 g flour
3 teaspoons baking powder
Filling:
1 teaspoon cooking oil
1 cooking chocolate (The darker the better)
Some shredded coconut
Step by step:
Start your blender and put one by one ingredient in
Step 1. Melt the butter and put it in the blender-bowl
Step 2. Add water, cacao and vanilla powder
Step 3. Add only the egg yolk.
Step 4. Add sugar, flour and baking powder
Step 5. Mix egg whites in a separate bowl and then add that as well.
Now you are done with the cake. Set your oven at 175°C approximately 45 minutes. Remember to use baking paper. After the cake is done, let it cool. Meanwhile you can start making the filling.
Step 1. Add cooking oil in a pot
Step 2. Add cooking chocolate
Step 3. Add shredded coconut (You decide the amount, or if you do not like coconut, you can add almonds or walnuts)
Step 4. Add the filling to the cake
*Enjoy the weekend with this lovely Chocolate Cake! I know I will* 

Thank You!

First of all, Thank You!

If you have been abused in any way. If you have been cheated on. If you have been hurt. Say a BIG Thank you to that person. That person is the reason you are you today. The reason why you are strong and why you have worked hard. That person is the reason why your skin is thick. That person is the reason why you are a fighter! That person is the reason for all of your accomplishments, all of your success. 

I,among many other have been hurt in different ways in life. I have been hurt by friends, by boyfriends, by life in general. I want to thank my friends for hurting me. Why? Because I gained sooo much. Because of my “friends” I worked harder in life. I accomplished everything I wanted. Anything I wanted, anything I ever started, I finished. With great results. Because of you, I never quit. I learned to bite my teeth, and pull myself through it all. Without you, I probably would not be as driven as I was. So, Thank you! 

I want to thank all my x-Boyfriends. Why? Because if it wasn’t for you, I would never have love like I have now. You taught me that I deserve love, respect and honesty. I got it all now. Why would I have resentment towards you? When I am as happy as I ever will be. So, Thank you!

Life is full of lessons. I have learned mine. I hold no resentment, and neither should you. You probably would not worked as hard as you have in life. Your haters are your biggest motivators. “But in the end you’ll see, YOU-WONT-STOP-ME!!

The Joy of Being Young §

There is something so special about being young. Something magical. All the things you look forward to when you are younger, finally start happening. Going out with your friends, partying until the morning. Being so damn hangover. First boyfriend. First drunk party. Feeling so badass. Feeling so wild and free. Feeling like you know it all. Feeling like the center of the world. It all stays as good memories later in life. I think this is a period in life everyone should enjoy to the fullest. There is a time and place for everything. Stupidity belongs in your youth. I feel that this is the period in life that starts shaping you as a person. This is the time we go through so many magical experiences, and at the same time through so many emotional.

There is something so thrilling about the words “My first…”, mostly because you only get to say it once. There is something so exiting about the first time you try something new. All the adrenaline going through your veins. Can you remember the first time you went to a club, the first time you got drunk? The first time you started having feelings for a boy? Do you laugh a little thinking about it now? I do! Such wonderful memories. I wish sometimes, I could experience some of it again for the first time.

The greatest side of my youth was exactly feeling something for the first time. Gaining all this new knowledge about life through experiencing it myself. At the same time this was the downside of my youth. I did not know how to react to certain things. I was not prepared. Nobody prepared me for life. This is the one thing we need to figure out by ourselves. The one thing we need to educate in alone, with no help. No life teacher, no life professor, nobody.

 

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What Kind of Silence Would Appear if People Started Saying ALL They Know?

I feel like this world has become such a terrible place to live in lately. So much hate, so much anger, so much jealousy, so much gossip. What for? I mean really what for? Do I gain something? Do I get happier? Do I get richer? Do I have anything in this world to gain? NO!

I often ask myself why do people talk sooo much shit about others? Why do people spend so much of their time worrying about somebody else? I feel that people are HAPPY when your life is a living hell. I mean this for real. Once you are happy, nobody says GOOD job. You earned this. She worked hard for this. It is soo much focus on the negative side of everything, and spending so much energy on bringing somebody down. People always want to make such a big deal out of somebody elses mistakes, but spend a lifetime hiding their own shame. So I ask my self “What kind of silence would appear if people started saying ALL they know? What if the whole world knew, all your mistakes, all your secrets or all your thoughts? What if everyone knew everything about you, all the things you try to hide, try to forget, try to pretend like they never happend. Would you be able to walk with your head held up as high as you do now? I do not think so. You know why? Because we are all human. We all have lessons that life has thought us through making the wrong decisions. And yes, YOU do too! It’s just the way it is. People need to close their mouth a lot more in fact. Because this planet we call earth would be one silent place to live in if we all started saying all we know….Don’t you agree?

I am HAPPY! You know why? I don’t gossip. I don’t talk behind your back. I am not jealous. I don’t hate. I only care for me, myself and I, so therefore I smile.

“Mistakes are a part of being human. Appreciate your mistakes for what they are: precious life lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it’s a fatal mistake, which, at least, others can learn from.” – Al Franken