If

If I had to let you go
I’d be hollow
like a tree;
destroyed –
by a chainsaw
eroded
by wind and rain.

If I had to let you go
I’d be incomplete
Life needs water,
and I need you.

If I had to let you go
I’d be alone
Not only physically,
but my heart would bleed
for you and your everlasting
love.

//By Steffi ~ 2010

One Month on WordPress

Today marks the first month of blogging for me. It does feel like I have been doing this for longer, however.

These are some of my achievements in the past 1 month:

– Was nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award
– Over 700 unique views, that is different readers reading my blog
– Over 50 likes trophy on my blog posts
– Over 20 subscribers on WordPress. This excludes those who signed up through Facebook or just by email
– And of course, 30 blog posts on various topics to interest as many as possible 🙂

Maltese houses heating problem

Maltese houses lack insulation as they are solely made out of concrete. Just to give you a brief idea, the houses absorb a lot of heat during summer. Being inside a house in summer is overall hotter than being outside. Due to the concrete’s heat capacity, the house remains hot during summer nights and makes it impossible to sleep comfortably without a fan or air-conditioning. Exactly the opposite happens in winter. The heat in the house is absorbed by the concrete wall and roof and is emitted outside, because we all know that hot air likes to travel to cold areas. As such, during the night the temperature inside our houses are almost the same as the temperature outside.

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Now the bummer is, that in Malta we do not have a proper heating system in our houses. We buy gas by the cylinder which makes it impossible and unaffordable to have a good amount of heaters around the house, unless we use electrical heating. Let’s face it, no one really has this, unless you are extravagantly rich.

Because of this, every morning I struggle to come out of my cosy, warm bed to the cold reality that is my bedroom and the rest of the house. Especially when you can hear the wind and the rain outside, fighting against one another on who is making the most sound… And then there’s the dreadful traffic… Oh, how I wish I could hibernate during winter and wake up in a more convenient summer spot that is not on the Maltese Islands 🙂

Child Marriage

Child-BrideAs of late I have been taking a particular interest in researching the subject of child marriage. The fact that it is happening in all parts of the world, and we barely hear about it when it comes to news on TV, radio and the internet really gets to me. So, I thought I would gather some information about this topic and share it with my followers as to raise awareness.

Every year on average, around 5 million girls, aged 15 or younger are forced into marriage by their poor, too large family. Countries vary but include South Asia, Africa and Middle East. Girls are circumcised before they get married. If they run away or object, they are beaten to marry older men, instead of being listened and understood. These girl do not know anything about what will happen to them when they marry. No knowledge of what to do in bed or how to raise a child. This is an unacceptable, ignorant tradition, even if it is culturally accepted in these countries.

This is an abuse of human rights. These girls should be at school and protected, rather than forced to conduct roles of adults which ruins their innocence and whatever is left of their future… Not only this, but these child brides are in great risk of dying during childbirth because they’re of such a young and tender age.

Protecting these girls is not only morally correct, but would also have an impact on the economic development and growth of the country. Investing in protecting these women and giving them education would reduce child marriage and increase income, health and intelligence. Targeting the young men, which would be the future husbands of these girls would also help towards eradicating this vicious cycle and who knows? Maybe in a generations’ time all will be in the past.

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Sunday’s Valley Walk

It has become a tradition more or less, than on Sundays after lunch, weather permitting, I go for a walk in the country side. During this time of the year, nature is at its best. The grass and the trees are at their greenest.

Today, the weather has been rainy at times, but sunny at others. We left for the walk while it was sunny, but an hour later, when we made it home, it started pouring. I guess I could say we were quite lucky.

Some photos from the walk:

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This valley is located in between Qormi, Zebbug and Siggiewi. There are a number of entrances to this paradise. 

Of skulls and Bows

The 5th of June, 2014 was a big day for me. It was a warm late afternoon, and at around 5pm I was waiting at the tattoo studio to design my first two tattoos. Yes, you heard me, two tattoos. Some people think I’m crazy that I started off with two tattoos. But I’ve been wanting tattoos for years, and never had enough courage. I just knew what I wanted, I built up the courage I needed and wanted to show them off all summer ;p

Joking apart, the tattooist from Skink Tattoo Studio in Mosta, was very patient with me.. He answered all the questions I had before I placed the booking and even during our session. He was very gentle with me since I never had any tattoos done. He made sure that he had some music I love while he was working on me, and we had a few interesting conversations along the way. I think that helped me to relax and enjoy the ride. My friend Le Pav, was my sidekick for the day to help me be strong and not succumb to my fear.

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I did two identical tattoos on my lower calves. I love skulls, and always will. But I thought I should personify them to make them a bit more classy. So I gave them a bow. Not the regular bow on the upper part of the skull; The bow is in the background, as if the skull was placed right on top. If you look at the skulls well enough, you should realise that the eye sockets are in the shape of a heart. This was done on purpose, as per my request. This is me giving my tattoos a meaning. I might have not found true love just yet, but I do believe there’s a person for every person. To me, it symbolises the fact that in such a world, it’s hard to find love, and when you find it, you should embrace it and work hard on it… ‘until death do us apart’.

Understood?
I hope so!

PS. It was very much worth the pain.

Have you ever wondered why some people are more curious than others?

curiosity…Well, I did. So I researched the topic, to try and understand this phenomenon.

Being curious is much related to the exploratory behaviour of a person in his early life. Some of us are more interested in familiarity, others feel the need to be subjected to new experiences and the novelty of life. According to research the brain structure is different depending on how you were raised and whether one is more drawn towards novelty or towards familiarity.

As a trait, being curious make you more aware of the changes going on both inside you and around you. When something is of interest you are more often then not head over heels about it and explore it to the depth, and beyond when possible. Being curious works hand in hand with intelligence as when one is curious, one reads and learns. They are better at maintaining relationships, not just because they have more to talk about, but because they have an attitude of openness, passion and interest, which decreases the odds of becoming bored of each other.

When one stops being curious and showing interest in the things around him, then one can say that his way of thinking is polluted. This would affect a person’s creativity, problem solving skills as well as feeling disconnected from others. They would fear the unknown, getting to know new people and will be stuck in a world of their own. Not in the good kind of way; they will hold onto the past because that is familiar.

And till this day, I keep wondering, and thinking. Why was life so much slower when I was younger? Time does not go by faster now, but sure feels like it! I ask myself, how people can not be curious? Why some don’t question life after death? How can you believe that heaven exists, when there’s no proof? Although, that would be nice, and would give me comfort at night.

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What is on your mind? What are you curious about?

Meet My Kitties

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Micki (left) & Mia (right)

A few months after I bought my house back in 2013, I realised that life without pets made no sense for me. I love cuddles, and I thought I needed some. So that was when I started looking for Mia.

After a long and extensive search to find a UK breeder who would send one of their Bengals over to Malta, I met Stella. Over Christmas time, we were arranging for Mia’s trip over to Malta, and it was on the 15th of January, 2014 that she arrived here.

Mia was shy at first, but she was running around the house after 15 minutes; chasing me and all sorts of toys I got before her arrival. Needless to say, she has a good life here.

And it became even better, when in August, Micki… my Savannah boy joined us. Mia’s companion.

We had a rocky start until they grew fond of each other. Nowadays they sleep together, they clean each other, they run after one another. They are fun to be around, and they are quite loud, excruciating at times! But I wouldn’t have them any other way!

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Mia (left) & Micki (right)