I stood by the window, watching the rain race down the glass, drawing little patterns that disappeared as quickly as they formed. Seventeen years. Was that a long time? Or not long enough? I remembered every year—birthdays, holidays, quiet moments, and loud ones too. And now, just like that, it was all falling apart. Alexey stood behind me. His voice came out flat. “We need to talk.” I turned slowly and looked into his eyes. He had that familiar look—half sorry, half set on something. I knew what was coming.

Adam Lambert always puts on an amazing show, whether he’s performing with the legendary band Queen or singing his own songs. One of his most special performances happened on the streets of Melbourne, Australia. Adam sang his hit song “Whataya Want from Me” in a unique way—just him and a pianist, turning the rock anthem into a beautiful piano ballad. The original version of “Whataya Want from Me” is a high-energy rock song, but when Adam sang it with just the piano, it felt like the song was meant to

Working from home means I miss out on the office Christmas parties, where tipsy coworkers finally spill their secrets. My husband, Travis, wasn’t so lucky—he had to go to one of those parties. Before he left, I sent him off with a playful little note on his chest. Don’t judge me—Travis can’t handle his drinks! We’ve been married for five years, and I trust him completely. But that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun. As he was getting dressed, I grabbed a marker and wrote a cheeky message

At seventeen, I was still struggling with the loss of my grandpa. One day, I came home from school, and something felt off. My mom was home in the middle of the day, which was unusual. She gathered me and my two sisters in the living room, and I could tell from the serious look on her face that something was terribly wrong. “Grandpa passed away this morning,” she said, her voice heavy with emotion. He was 82, but it still felt like a shock. At least he hadn’t suffered.