She replied with just a couple of words. — Madam, you don’t have a ticket. Please leave the bus, — the driver snapped, glaring at the frail woman in an old coat who was barely holding onto the handrail to keep from falling. The bus was nearly empty. Outside, wet snow fell slowly, and the gray dusk wrapped the city in its gloom. She stayed silent, clutching her worn shopping bag tighter — the kind usually used for groceries. — I said: get off! This isn’t a nursing home! — the driver raised his voice. The bus seemed to freeze.…
Author: World Wide
I noticed him as soon as I got on the subway—a little boy, maybe seven or eight, sitting with his hands folded tight in his lap. He looked so tired, eyes distant, headphones in but not really listening to anything. He was surrounded by grown-ups but somehow seemed the most grown-up out of all of us. At first, I figured he was just having a rough morning. But as the train rattled along, I realized he wasn’t really a part of the usual rush—no parent nearby, no one fussing over him. Just him and a bundled-up toddler sleeping next to…
My son Mateo’s only seven, but he’s been in and out of the hospital more than any kid should ever have to be. Leukemia. Stage three. The kind of diagnosis that makes you forget how to breathe when the doctor says it. A few weeks ago, one of the nurses asked Mateo if he had a wish. Without missing a beat, he said, “I wanna be a police officer.” No hesitation. No second-guessing. Just that big, determined smile, like he could actually feel the badge pinned to his little hospital gown. I thought maybe they’d send him a sticker or…
It’s difficult to believe that Madonna is now 66 years old. It feels like only yesterday that the Queen of Pop burst onto the scene, and ever since she’s been entertaining millions of people the world over every year. At present, Madonna is on her much-anticipated Celebration Tour, having recovered from the nasty bacterial infection that left her hospitalized earlier this year. Recent snaps of the Like a Virgin singer were met with widespread praise among her legion of fans, as the 66-year-old continues to prove that age is just a number… and that she’s far from done with regards…
I’ve had gray hairs since I was 34—just a streak at first near my temple, which my partner jokingly called my “storm stripe.” Now, at 38, it’s spread more, but I’ve never dyed it. Not to make a statement—just didn’t care enough. Last week, at work, I walked into the break room and heard Jamal from accounting joking, “Ask Granny over there—she’s been around since the faxes.” People laughed. I didn’t. I tried to play it off, grabbed my sad salad, and left. But it stung. Later, the guy I was training, Tyrese, started calling me “Ma’am” in this awkward…
It was just supposed to be a quick flight. Window seat, noise-canceling headphones, maybe a nap if the turbulence played nice. I barely noticed the guy sliding into the row across from me, until I saw the muzzle—tight and secure—on the German Shepherd wedged awkwardly between his legs and the seat in front of him. The dog’s eyes locked on mine immediately. Not aggressive. Not nervous. Just… fixed. Like it knew something. I looked away, brushed it off. Service dog, probably. Or military. Not my business. But every time I glanced over—every time—I met those same eyes. Like it was…
It started out like every other school day. Leo in his dinosaur hoodie, gulping down cereal like we were late (we weren’t), and Max—our golden retriever—right under his chair, tail wagging, waiting for spills that never came. Since we moved here last spring, Max had this weird habit of walking Leo to the bus stop. Not just walking, though. Stopping him. Every single time, he’d sit beside him, place one paw on Leo’s knee, and stare like he was trying to say something. At first, I thought it was cute—loyal-dog stuff. Protective instincts or whatever. But over time, it started…
Neil Diamond is coming to terms with the fact that he has Parkinson’s disease. In an interview that will appear this weekend on CBS Sunday Morning, the “Hello Again” singer, 82, says it has only been “in the last few weeks” that he has accepted his diagnosis, which he initially revealed in 2018. “Yet, somehow, the cyclone of my life has passed, and things have grown quite quiet, as quiet as this recording studio,” says reporter Anthony Mason. “And I enjoy it. I find that I like myself better. I’m easier on people and myself, and the beat keeps going,…
Faith Hill battled to keep her emotions in check while paying tribute to her good friend Loretta Lynn, who died on October 4th. Faith, who paid tribute to Loretta, who died at her home in Hurricane Mills, Tennessee, was joined on stage by her husband, Tim McGraw, at the Grand Ole Opry House in Nashville to commemorate her remarkable life. A star-studded audience came to mourn the late singer for CMT’s Coal Miner’s Daughter: A Celebration of Loretta Lynn’s Life & Music. Faith was comforted by her husband multiple times during her remarks as she fought back the tears while…
