HeyJaredEndure Beyond
Welcome to my story. Weaving a family tree's threads into the captivating narrative of grief, conflict, and emerging hope while reminiscing on a bygone era.
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- Sep 15, 2026
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- Aug 5, 2026
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Change (opens the original)
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Are you resistant to change? How often do you stop to reflect on your life so far, to measure how far you’ve come and what you’ve had to overcome to arrive at this point? Are you happy with your lot, where you are now? What is still there inside of you asking to be created, and where do you want to go from here to make it happen? I’m sure it will unlikely be a straight path, as your resolve will be tested. Obstacles will be placed along the way to test you or to guide you towards a new destinati
Rain (opens the original)
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Even though the forecast foretold a slight chance of rain, and the sky was pale grey, we decided to embark on our regular Saturday morning walk. There were a few other groups of walkers, some acompanied with pets too, that we met along the way that follows the National Park. If not for the rain that made the walking paths muddy in places, we would venture inside the park, but decided to stick to the concrete paved path instead. The air was fresh eucalypt-scented as it almost always is in this pa
Pasture (opens the original)
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The cows were grabbing juicy grass with their large square teeth, although to me it appeared as if they were picking up the grass blades with their soft gummy lips. The sun was shinining higher on the horizon indicating that it was almost time to take cows home and have breakfast, but there was no home-time yell coming from the yard yet, so I knew that if I started steering the cows towards home, I would be sent back with an angry look on my grandma's face and a matching tone of her voice. So, I
Bazlamača (opens the original)
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Rich memories are those that become vivid, well alive in our secret inner vision following a strong stimuli. Certain smells, tastes, words, accords, and dishes can transport us in an instant into a different parallel time that we feel we have lived through once before. Bazlamača [bazlamacha] is one of those dishes which takes me back into the rustic kitchen of my hard-working grandmother and her humble peasant-style occasional Sunday dessert time for her family. When I think of her hardiness and
Cartoons (opens the original)
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Kids growing up in the 1970s generation were expected to be in bed by 7:30 PM. After the 7:15 PM cartoon finished, parents would remind their children to wash their faces, brush their teeth, put on their pyjamas, and settle down for the night. This was the evening routine that children throughout the former Yugoslavia followed, as television stations operated on the same schedule in every region. Before long, little people across the country would be fast asleep, dreaming of their beloved cartoo
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