::: BEAUTY LIVE IN THE WORLD :::

Love, respect and trust lay the foundation of a relationship, and when any of these is shaken, it leaves life in the pangs of pain and disappointment. To break up isn't so easy as it sounds because when you decide to call it quits there is so much at stake that was once so special to the two of you. There are dreams of the future and memories of the past.

There is time, energy and emotions of years; there are smiles and tears. All this go in vain and lose their meaning.

Life suddenly seems go get entangled in a feeling that is hollow and dead.

But what is there is an instinct, a gut feeling, that forces you to get back to the same person despite all ifs and buts. What if, despite all the odds, you are keen to forget and forgive? Is it really possible to revive a broken relationship? Will the relationship be the same again; will you be able to build the same trust? The simple answer is: it is easier said than done.

Many say that no one ever died of a broken heart but when you are suffering from one, it sure doesn't feel that way.

Before you decide to nurse your ailing heart by going back to your beloved, it's imperative to analyze the reasons for the tiff. It may be breach of trust, mismatch of future dreams, clash of personality traits, and unreasonableness in possessive behavior of complete neglect or in many cases, due to societal pressure.

The most difficult to deal with is when you lose trust. When breach of trust is accompanied by an uncertain future of the relationship, when a clash of interests and dream is accompanied by parental disagreement, when overpossessiveness takes the form of diseased state, in all such circumstance, it's better to bear the burnt of a broken heart rather then compromise.

To go back to a sour relationship or to shun your one-time lover is completely your call. It is for you to decide which road to take. But in all circumstance one thing is sure: that it will take time for a relationship to prosper and get its original sheen back and to build that trust.

If you have enough patience and love for that someone special, then go and embrace your beloved before if gets too late. For other, if you are not sure then just ask yourself one question: do you really want to look back on a life of an unfulfilling and half-trusted relationship?

A hug is a silent acknowledgment of your appreciation and understanding of your partner. A hug can communicate a thousand words, when words would otherwise fail. When you couple this with the added well-known benefits of physical touch, it is easy to see why the underrated hug can do wonders for any couple. Make it a point to include hugging in your everyday life; by doing so, you will show your partner that you value their intimacy as well as their companionship. Below you will find 20 ways to get you started!

The Best Hug-Filled Opportunities

■ In the bath together.

■ On a blanket while watching the stars.

■ In bed, before you get up for the day.

■ While waiting in line together.

■ When you greet or say goodbye to each other.

■ In the shower together.

■ On the spur of the moment just because you love them.

■ While reading a book together.

■ Unexpectedly, when your partner is on the phone.

■ In the back of the car at a drive-in movie.

■ After your partner has done something you appreciate.

■ During a romantic picnic.

■ When your partner is upset about something.

■ While watching a movie.

■ In a cozy booth at an intimate restaurant.

■ When your partner gets out of the bath or shower.

■After a play wrestling match.

■On a cold winter's night in bed or in front of the fire.

■Before giving them a token of your love such as a flower, love poem, etc.

On Hugging...

■"Hugging is the ideal gift. Great for any occasion, fun to give and receive, shows you care, comes with its own wrapping and, of course, is fully returnable. Hugging is practically perfect. No batteries to wear out, inflation-proof, nonfattening, no monthly payments, theft-proof and nontaxable." --Source Unknown

■"A hug overcomes all boundaries. It speaks words within the mind that cannot be spoken."--Submitted by Buzz

■"A silent hug means a thousands words to the unhappy heart."--Source Unknown

■"My favorite place to be is inside of your hugs where it's warm and loving."--Submitted by Haslinda Haniff

The first time it happened, we're out walk ing: my little boy hold ing my left hand, his older sister on my right, and the baby, six weeks old, asleep in her snugly. We're still at the stage when my taking a shower seems like an accomplishment.

I haven't lost all the weight I gained while pregnant, it's been months since I had my hair highlighted to preserve the conceit that I remain as blonde as I was at 16, I look like I'm getting as little sleep as I am, and I am wearing a nursing bra? In short, not a glamorous moment.

Really, I-don't-need-anyoneto-tell-me-so, drop-dead beautiful. It has taken three children to deliver me to this state, this symmetry of boy on my left, girl on my right, and baby on my breast. Ridiculous, but as we f navigate the sidewalk I feel ra diant, as if I were wearing a dress encrusted with precious stones, reflecting the sun's light.

Wasn't I supposed to feel this way on the day I married my children's father? Photographs suggest I made an attractive bride, but I was so over whelmed by the momentous ness of the occasion that all I felt was scared, not at all sure I was equal to the promises I was about to make.

Perhaps it's all the fairy tales I've been reading with the older children. The princess is always beautiful, she anticipates the arrival of her prince and their union? The point of which is to make a prince or princess of their own.

My mother was 18 when I I was born, an event she associ t ated with stretch marks, vari cose veins, and the encum t brance of a baby she didn't f want? Not with beauty, not at all. What little power she had, she believed, in being desirable to a man, and I had stolen that from her. Tired, worn, perspir ing under the snugly straps, I wouldn't expect to feel even I presentable. But the consciousness of walking forward into life flanked by children is transforming, it is for someone like me, for whom motherhood has redeemed an unhappy past.

From this moment on, I never feel more beautiful than when I am with my children.

Perhaps we've just emerged from the car, rumpled, cross, covered with dog hair? Every mile spent together on the road undoes a minute of primping.

To visit the cousins: I might as well have skipped the shower, the mascara, the hairbrush.

Still, when we walk through the door, I'm smiling from something cosmetics can't deliver. It's the consciousness of my good fortune.

My husband took pictures of me holding our first child, we were in a garden. It was March 1990, and the light had the ten der quality of early spring, pulling forth pale green buds.

I'm not looking at the camera, the baby has all my attention.

Wow, I thought, when I saw those pictures? What a lovely face that woman has. It took 10 years, two more babies, and many more rolls of film before I understood, That's me. That's what I look like. I don't always beam at my children? What mother does? But when I do, I'm beautiful.