The Endless Circle

2 Beautiful Stories to Share with Everyone

2006-10-03T13:16:00.000+08:00

There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl. This
romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his
girl.

Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his
future didn't seem too bright, they were very happy together. Until
one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come
back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the
both of them, so they went their own ways there and then...

Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he
worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make
something out of himself.

Finally with all the hard work and the help of friends, this guy had
set up his own company ..

You never fail until you stop trying. One rainy day, while this guy
was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain
walk ing to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still
drenched. It didn't take him long to realize they were his girl's
parents.

With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the
couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them
to know that he wasn't the same any more; he had his own company, car,
condo, etc. He made it! What he saw next confused him, the couple was
walking towards a cemetery, and so he got out of his car and
followed...and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as
ever at him from her tombstone and he saw his paper cranes right
beside her...

Her parents saw him. He asked them why this had happened. They
explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was ill with
cancer. She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not
want to be his obstacle... therefore she had chosen to leave him.
Just because someone doesn't love you the way you wa nt them to,
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. She had wanted
her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day
comes when fate brings him to her again...he can take some of those
back with him...

Once you have loved, you will always love. For what's in your mind may
escape but what's in your heart will remain forever.

The guy just wept...The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting
right beside her knowing you can't have her, see her or be with her
ever again.........hope you understand.

Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to
you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person who you
thought meant nothing to you.

KINDNESS Pays !

One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his
way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was
hungry.
He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost
his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal
he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought
him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, "How
much do I owe you?"

"You don't owe me anything," she replied "Mother has taught us never
to accept payment for a kindness." He said... "Then I thank you from
my heart."

As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt; stronger
physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been
ready to give up and quit.

Years later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors
were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called
in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called
in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came
from, a strange light filled his eyes.
Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room.
Dressed in his doctor's gown he we nt in to see her. He recognized her
at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his
best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the
case.

After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the
business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked
at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her
room.
She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her
life to pay for it all. Finally, she looked, and something caught ;
her attention on the side as She read these words.....

"Paid in full with one glass of milk." (Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly.

Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You,
GOD, that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands."

An Essay about the Philippines

2006-10-02T16:37:00.000+08:00

Do you think the country still has hope by this essay?

The message goes:

As you know, we have plenty of Koreans currently
studying in the Philippines to take advantage of
our cheaper tuition fees and learn English at the
same time.

This is an essay written by a Korean student I want to share with you. (Never mind the grammar; it's the CONTENT that counts) Maybe it is timely to think about this in the midst of all the confusion at present.

MY SHORT ESSAY ABOUT THE PHILIPPINES
Jaeyoun Kim

Filipinos always complain about the corruption in
the Philippines. Do you really think the corruption
is the problem of the Philippines? I do not
think so. I strongly believe that the problem
is the lack of love for the Philippines.

Let me first talk about my country, Korea.
It might help you understand my point.
After the Korean War, South Korea was one
of the poorest countries in the world.
Koreans had to start from scratch because
entire country was destroyed after the
Korean War, and we had nonatural resources.
Koreans used to talk about the Philippines,
for Filipinos were very rich in Asia. We envy
Filipinos. Koreans really wanted to be well off
like Filipinos. Many Koreans died of famine.
My father & brother also died because of
famine. Korean government was very corrupt
and is still very corrupt beyond your imagination,
but Korea was able to develop dramatically
because Koreans really did their best for the
common good with their heart burning with
patriotism.

Koreans did not work just for themselves but
also for their neighborhood and country.
ucation inspired young men with the spirit
of patriotism.

40 years ago, President Park took over the
government to reform Korea. He tried to borrow
money from other countries, but it was not
possible to get a loan and attract a foreign
investment because the economic situation of
South Korea was so bad. Korea had only three
factories. So, President Park sent many mine
workers and nurses to Germany so that
they could send money to Korea to build
a factory. They had to go through horrible
experience.

In 1964, President Park visited Germany
to borrow money. Hundred of Koreans in
Germany came to the airport to welcome him
and cried there as they saw the President Park.
They asked to him, "President, when can we be
well off?" That was the only question everyone
asked to him. President Park cried with them
and promised them that Korea would be well
off if everyone works hard for Korea, and the
President of Germany got the strong impression
on them and lent money to Korea. So, President
Park was able to build many factories in Korea.
He always asked Koreans to love their country
from their heart.

Many Korean scientists and engineers in the
USA came back to Korea to help developing country
because they wanted their country to be well off.
Though they received very small salary, they did
their best for Korea. They always hoped that their
children would live in well off country.

My parents always brought me to the places
where poor and physically handicapped people
live. They wanted me to understand their life
and help them. I also worked for Catholic Church
when I was in the army. The only thing I learned
from Catholic Church was that we have to love
our neighborhood. And, I have loved my
neighborhood. Have you cried for the Philippines?

I have cried for my country several times. I also
cried for the Philippines because of so many
poor people. I have been to the New Bilibid
prison. What made me sad in the prison were
the prisoners who do not have any love for their
country. They go to mass and work for Church.
They pray everyday.

However, they do not love the Philippines. I
talked to two prisoners at the maximum-security
compound, and both of them said that they would
leave the Philippines right after they are released
from the prison. They said that they would start
a new life in other countries and never come back
to the Philippines.

Many Koreans have a great love for Korea so
that we were able to share our wealth with our
neighborhood. The owners of factory and company
were distributed their profit to their employees
fairly so that employees could buy what they
needed and saved money for the future and their
children.

When I was in Korea, I had a very strong faith
and wanted to be a priest. However, when I
came to the Philippines, I completely lost my faith.
I was very confused when I saw many unbelievable
situations in the Philippines. Street kids always
make me sad, and I see them everyday. The
Philippines is the only Catholic country in Asia,
but there are too many poor people here. People
go to church every Sunday to pray, but nothing
has been changed.

My parents came to the Philippines last week
and saw this situation. They told me that Korea
was much poorer than the present Philippines
when they were young. They are so sorry that
there are so many beggars and street kids.

When we went to Pasangjan, I forced my parents
to take a boat because it would fun. However,
they were not happy after taking a boat. They
said that they would not take the boat again
because they were sympathized the boatmen,
for the boatmen were very poor and had a
small frame. Most of people just took a boat
and enjoyed it. But, my parents did not enjoy
it because of love for them.

My mother who has been working for Catholic
Church since I was very young told me that if
we just go to
mass without changing ourselves,
we are not Catholic indeed. Faith should come
with action.

She added that I have to love Filipinos and do
good things for them because all of us are same
and have received a great love from God. I want
Filipinos to love their neighborhood and country
as much as they love God so that the Philippines
will be well off.

I am sure that love is the keyword, which Filipinos
should remember. We cannot change the sinful
structure at once.
It should start from person.
Love must start in everybody, in a small scale
and have to grow. A lot of things happen if we
open up to love. Let's put away our prejudices
and look at our worries with our new eyes.

I discover that every person is worthy to be
loved. Trust in love, because it makes changes
possible.
Love changes you and me. It changes
people, contexts and relationships. It changes
the world. Please love your neighborhood and
country.

Jesus Christ said that whatever we do to others
we do to Him. In the Philippines, there is God for
people who are abused and abandoned. There is
God who is crying for love.

If you have a child, teach them how to love the
Philippines. Teach them why they have to love
their neighborhood and country. You already
know that God also will be very happy if you
love others.

That's all I really want to ask you Filipinos.

ENJOY THE COFFEE

2006-09-12T16:09:00.001+08:00

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit an old university professor.

Conversation soon turned to complaints about stress in work and in life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups -- porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite -- telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. Since it is only normal for you to want the very best for yourselves, that becomes the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that, in most cases, the cup itself, adds no quality to the coffee, it's just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.

What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... and then began eyeing each other's cups.

Now consider this: Life is the coffee; jobs, money, and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life.

The type of cup we have does not define, nor change, the quality of Life we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God is providing for us."

God brews the coffee, not the cups........ ..enjoy your coffee.

Enjoy what GOD gives you -- it's the only thing of REAL value.

"It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves."

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Slow Dance

2006-09-12T16:09:00.000+08:00

This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer.
It is quite a poem.

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish,
she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the
fullest,since she never will.

She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get
married and have a family of her own.

A Wish

2006-09-12T12:50:00.000+08:00

Recently I overheard a mother and daughter
in their last moments together at the airport.
They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate,
they hugged and the mother said,
"I love you and I wish you enough".
The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together
has been more than enough.
Your love is all I ever needed.
I wish you enough, too, Mom".

They kissed and the daughter left.
The mother walked over to the window where I was seated.
Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking,
"Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?".

Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking,
but why is this a forever good-bye?".

"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead
and the reality is - the next trip back will be
for my funeral," she said.

"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say,
'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?".

She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down
from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone".
She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail
and she smiled even more. "When we said , 'I wish you enough',
we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just
enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she
shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude
bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE.....

To all my friends and loved ones,
I WISH YOU ENOUGH........

The Guys' Rules

2006-09-06T22:09:00.001+08:00

At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down
Finally, the guys' side of the story.
(I must admit, it's pretty good.)
We always hear "the rules"
From the female side.

Now here are the rules from the male side.
These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1"
ON PURPOSE!
1. Men are NOT mind readers.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat.
You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.
We need it up, you need it down.
You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon
or the changing of the tides.
Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport.
And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want.
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.
Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.
See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria 's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.
Don't ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one

1. You can either ask us to do something
Or tell us how you want it done.
Not both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will be scratched.
We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as SEX, CARS, the shotgun formation,
or NASCAR.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

1. Thank you for reading this.
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;

But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.

GOD's Memo

2006-09-01T22:58:00.000+08:00

To: YOU
Date: TODAY
From: GOD
Subject: YOURSELF
Reference: LIFE

This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day.

I love you.

P.S.

And, remember...

If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself !! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.

Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.

If you find yourself stuck in traffic, don't despair. There are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard of privilege.

Should you have a bad day at work; Think of the man who has been out of work for years.

Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; Think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return.

Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; Think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children.

Should your car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; Think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.

Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror; Think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.

Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking what is my purpose? Be thankful. There are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity.

Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; Remember, things could be worse. You could be one of them!

Should you decide to send this to a friend; Thank you, you may have touched their life in ways you will never know!

Now, you have a nice day,

GOD

Kung PINOY Si Noah!

2006-08-24T16:47:00.000+08:00

Ganito ang mangyayari sa arko. Read along.

Taong 2005 at isang ordinaryong middle class pinoy si Noah.
Nagpakita sa kanya ang Diyos at sinabing "Pagkatapos ng isang taon ay
bubuhos ang ulan at babahain ang buong kapuluan ng Pilipinas. Gusto
kong gumawa ka ng isang malaking arko at isakay mo rito ang pares-pares na
mga hayop at mga mag-asawang pilipino sa iba't- ibang kapuluan." Ibinigay
kay Noah ang specs ng Arko at taos puso nitong tinanggap ang responsibilidad na sagipin ang sambayanang Pilipino sa napipintong pagbaha.

Lumipas ang isang taon, muling nagpakita ang Diyos kay Noah. Walang
arkong nagawa si Noah at galit na galit siyang tinanong ng Diyos, "Nasaan ang arko na ipinagawa ko sa iyo?"

Tumugon si Noah, "Patawarin po ninyo ako kung di po natupad ang utos ninyo! Nagkaroon po ng malaking problema sa plano po ninyo."

At inilahad ni Noah ang mga sagabal na nakaharap niya sa pag-gawa ng arko.

Humingi siya ng Mayor's permit pero papayag lang daw si Mayor kung ang gagawa ng arko ay ang construction firm ng kanyang pamangkin.

Tumungo siya sa Congressman pero papayag lang daw si Congressman kung
may matatanggap siyang 30% commission.

Nagtayo ng unyon ang mga kinuha niyang manggagawa at nag-strike.

Natunugan ng mga left-leaning groups ang kanyang balak at ang mga ito ay nag-rally dahil daw sa hindi makatarungang pagpili ng mga taong sasakay sa arko (mga taong naniniwala lang sa Diyos ang pwedeng sumakay).

Nakisali sa rally ang mga bakla at tomboy dahil bias daw na normal na mag-asawa lang ang pwedeng sumakay.

Ang civil society group ay nakisali na rin sa gulo dahil napag-alaman daw nila na ang pondong gagamitin sa paggawa ng arko ay galing sa donasyon ng mga gambling lords at katas ng weteng.

Sa kaguluhang ito ay napilitang magpatawag ng hearing ang senado "in aid of legislation". Sinubukan ni Noah na gamitin ang EO 464 para makaiwas sa hearing pero dahil hindi sya executive official, napilitan siyang tumistigo.

Nang malaman ng senado na utos ng Diyos ang pagpapagawa ng arko, dineklara nila itong unconstitutional dahil hindi raw nito iginalang ang separation ng church at state.

Nakialam na rin ang NBI at PNP at sinabi nilang meron silang impormasyon na ang arko raw na ito ay gagamitin ni Erap sa kanyang pagtakas.

Sinabi naman ng ISAFP at DOJ na ito raw ay gagamitin ng grupong Magdalo sa binabalak nilang coup laban kay Arroyo.

Nilapitan ni Noah si Mike Defensor para makipag-usap kay GMA. Payag daw si
GMA na ituloy ang arko kung ipapaskil daw sa arko ang malaking mukha ni
Arroyo na may slogan "Towards a Strong Republic".

"Hindi po ako pumayag kaya hanggang ngayon po ay may TRO ang pag-gawa ng
arko. Sa palagay ko po kailangan ko pa ng 10 taon para matapos ang inyong
proyekto." Ang huling wika ni Noah.

Napa-iling ang Diyos at sinabing, "Di ko na kailangang wasakin pa ang bansang ito. Hayaan ko na lang kayong sumira nito.

The Empty Chair

2006-08-22T13:16:00.000+08:00

A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with
her father.
When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his
head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his
visit.
"I guess you were expecting me," he said. "No, who are you?" said the
father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I see the empty
chair; I figured you knew I was going to show up."
Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing
the door?"
Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this,
not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never
known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about
prayer, but
it went right over my head. I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the
old man continued, "until one day four years ago my best friend said
to me,
"Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with
Jesus. Here is what I suggest. Sit down in a chair; place an empty
chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It's not
spooky because he promised, 'I'll be with you always.' Then just
speak to him in the same way you're doing with me right now. So, I
tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours
every day. I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an
empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to
the funny farm."

The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man
to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with him, anointed him
with oil, and returned to the church.

Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her
daddy had died that afternoon.
Did he die in peace?" he asked. "Yes, when I left the house about two
o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and
kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later,
I found him dead. But there was something strange about his death.
Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his
head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?"
The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, "I wish we could all
go like that."

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.

Diary of a Young Wife

2006-08-15T14:08:00.000+08:00

Monday:
Now home from honeymoon and settled in our new home. It's fun to cook for
Tim. Today I made an angel food cake and the recipe said, "beat 12 eggs
separately." Well, I didn't have enough bowls to do that, so I had to borrow
12 bowls to beat the eggs in. The cake turned out fine though.

Tuesday:
We wanted a fruit salad for supper. The recipe said, "serve without
dressing." So I didn't dress. But Tim happened to bring a friend home for
supper that night. They both looked so startled when I served them, I think
it was the salad.

Wednesday:
I decided to serve rice and found a recipe which said, "wash thoroughly
before steaming the rice." So I heated some water and took a bath before
steaming the rice. Sounded kinda silly in the middle of the day. I can't say
it improved the rice anyhow.

Thursday:
Today Tim asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said, prepare
ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving."

I hunted all over the place for a garden and when I got one, I tossed my
salad into the bed of lettuce and stood over there for over one hour so the
dog would not take it. Tim came over and asked if I felt all right. I wonder
why? He must be stressed at work, I'll try to be supportive.

Friday:Today I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said, "put all
ingredients in a bowl and beat it." Beat it I did,to my mum's place. There
must have been something wrong with the recipe, because when I came back
home again, it looked the same as when I left it.

Saturday:
Tim went shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it
for Sunday. I'm sure I don't know how hens dress for Sunday. I never noticed
back on the farm, but I found an old doll dress and it's little cute shoes.
I thought the hen looked really cute. When Tim saw it, he started counting
to ten. Either he was really stressed because of his work,or he wanted the
chicken to dance.

When I asked him what was wrong he started crying and shouting out "why me?
why me ?" Hmmm....It must be his job.

Get it to the TOP!

2006-08-13T23:16:00.001+08:00

Once upon a time there was a bunch of tiny frogs.... who arranged a running competition.

The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower.

A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants....

The race began....

Honestly:

No one in crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the tower.

You heard statements such as:

"Oh, WAY too difficult!!"

"They will NEVER make it to the top."

or:

"Not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!"

The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one....

Except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher....

The crowd continued to yell, "It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!"

More tiny frogs got tired and gave up....

But ONE continued higher and higher and higher....

This one wouldn't give up!

At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!

THEN all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it?

A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal?

It turned out....

That the winner was DEAF!!!!

The wisdom of this story is:

Never listen to other people's tendencies to be negative or pessimistic....
because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you --
the ones you have in your heart!

Always think of the power words have.

Because everything you hear and read will affect your actions!

Therefore:

ALWAYS be....

POSITIVE!

And above all:

Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you cannot fulfill your dreams!

Always think:

GOD AND I CAN DO THIS!

Growing with Someone

2006-08-13T23:16:00.000+08:00

Years ago, I asked God to give me a spouse, "You don't
own because you didn't ask," God said. Not only I
asked for a spouse but also explained what kind of
spouse I wanted. I want a nice, tender, forgiving,
passionate, honest, peaceful, generous, understanding,
pleasant, warm, intelligent, humorous, attentive,
compassionate and truthful. I even mentioned the
physical characteristics I dreamt about. As time went
by, I added the required list of my wanted spouse.

One night, in my prayer, God talked to my heart: "My
servant, I cannot give you what you want", I asked God
why? God said, "Because I am God and I am fair. God is
the truth and all I do are true and right."

I asked "God, I don't understand why I cannot have
what I ask from you?"

God answered, "I will explain. It is not fair and
right for Me to fulfill your demand because I cannot
give something that is not your own self.

It is not fair to give someone who is full of love to
you if sometimes you are still hostile, or to give you
someone generous but sometimes you can be cruel; or
someone forgiving, however, you still hide revenge;
someone understanding, however, you are very
insensitive...

"He then said to me: "It is better for Me to give you
someone who I know could grow to have all qualities
you are searching rather than to make you waste your
time to find someone who already has the qualities you
want."

Your spouse would be bone from your bone and flesh
from your flesh and you will see yourself in him and
both of you will be one. Marriage is like a school. It
is a life-long education. It is where you and your
partner make adjustment and aim not merely to please
each other, but to be better human beings and to make
a solid teamwork. I do not give you a perfect partner,
because you are not perfect either. I give you a
partner with whom you would grow together.

"Love is a commitment of the heart that will stand the
test of wavering emotions, intellectual rationalizing,
circumstantial allure, hormonal infatuation, and even
the wounds of your lover. Anything less is not true
love."

"Have A Heart That Never Hates

Have A Smile That Never Fades

Have A Touch That Never Hurts

And Build A Relation That Never Breaks"

Lessons in Love

2006-07-18T11:35:00.000+08:00

If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn't choose to rest in the other person’s heart.

If you find someone else in love with you and you don't love him/her, feel honored that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not take advantage, do not cause pain.

How you deal with love is how you deal with you, and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are different.

If you fall in love with another, and he/she falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame, let it go. There is a reason and there is a meaning. You will know in time.

Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you. All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away.

Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you.

Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in anyway you can. There is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love, and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.

The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing, but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead become someone who seeks love.

They forget that the secret of love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.

Remember this, and keep it to your heart. Love has its own time, its own seasons, and its own reason for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason it into saying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you. But if it chooses to leave from your heart or from the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do.

Love always has been and always will be a mystery.Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life.

2006-07-12T15:47:00.000+08:00

Final Fantasy X - Dido

2006-07-12T15:27:00.000+08:00

Sailor Moon Music Video - Dido - White Flag

Does Love Wear Out With Time?

2006-07-11T15:41:00.000+08:00

Love is not based on the feeling that I love or do not love someone. Moreover, it evolves with time. When a couple show their love in a different manner or less visibly this does not mean that it no longer exists.

It is true however, that different temperaments, time and suffering may bring on difficulties in the relationship.

So how can love not wear out?

By encouraging it to grow. We do not love just because the other person is lovable. Making love grow means wanting the happiness of your partner. It is also looking for the good that he or she does and not always keeping track of all the negative things. It is wanting to please your partner and giving freely. It often means taking the first step...

Love is based on a mutual decision to live out a committment and not on the limitations that we may discover in ourselves. For example, if your parents are divorced, this does not mean that you are condemned to get divorced. You can build an authentic relationship based on love, forgiveness and being forgiven. So there is no need for fatalism. To decide to love means to renew that choice every day and to work at deepening the relationship.

In order to make love grow, we have to let love be rooted in Love. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I do. (Rom 7:19) When God created man and woman, marriage and love were in harmony. If we are open to what God has to say, we will understand that because of original sin we are inclined to behave badly. This is what undermines love: arguments, anger, neglecting the other’s needs, selfishness....

But with God, we can escape from our failures. He invites us, while respecting our freedom, to be connected to Love once again, to acknowledge our faults and to allow ourselves to be re-created. In the sacrament of marriage, we receive the capacity to renew our love by drawing on the Love of God.

Hat-Making Contest

2006-07-10T12:47:00.000+08:00

My daughter, Patricia, from the school parade of hats
- out of newspaper, and crepe paper.

Happiness is a Voyage

2006-07-07T16:39:00.000+08:00

We convince ourselves that life will be better once we are married, have a baby, then another.

Then we get frustrated because our children are not old enough, and that all will be well when they are older.

Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and we must deal with them.
Surely we'll be happier when they grow out of the teen years.

We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse gets his/her acts together, when we have a nicer car, when we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.

The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than right now.
If not, then when?

Your life will always be full of challenges.
It is better to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it all.

For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to start. Real life.
But there was always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid.
Then life would start.
I finally come to understand that those obstacles were life.

That point of view helped me see that there isn't any road to happiness.

HAPPINESS IS THE ROAD!

So, enjoy every moment stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to get married, for friday evening, for sunday morning, waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off, for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played on the radio, to die, to be reborn ... before deciding to be happy.

HAPPINESS IS A VOYAGE,
not a destination.
There is no better time to be happy than ... NOW!

Live and enjoy the moment.

- Author Unknown

For My Children

2006-06-13T15:55:00.000+08:00

Lord help me protect my children
From careless frivolities
And twisted idea of what life is all about.
Help them to appreciate discipline
By which true character can be achieved
And genuine integrity attained.
Guide them physically and spiritually.
Send into their lives
Specially chosen companions and friends.
Save them from costly blunders
That may haunt them down the years
Bless them to grow, play and work
According to Your Faith. Amen.

Growing Old

2006-05-29T17:11:00.000+08:00

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person
that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and
you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and
love like you've never been hurt
because every sixty seconds you spend upset
is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Mother

2006-03-24T11:13:00.000+08:00

This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece
please read this at a slow pace,
digesting every word and in leisure...
do not hurry....
this is a treasure...

For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is beautiful.
For those who aren't, this is even more beautiful.
For those who are moms, you'll love this.

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
"Is this the long way?" she asked.
And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it.
But the end will be better than the beginning."

But the young mother was happy, and she would not
believe that anything could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for
them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and
the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,
"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."

Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark,
and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother
drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said,
"Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead,
and the children climbed and grew weary,
and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are there."
So the children climbed, and when they reached the top
they said, "Mother, we could not have done it without you."

And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up
at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my
children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.
Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength."

And the next day came strange clouds which darkened
the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped
and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light."
And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory,
and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said,
"This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God."

And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and
the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage.
And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather;
and at last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road
and golden gates flung wide. And the mother said,
"I have reached the end of my journey.
And now I know the end is better than the beginning,
for my children can walk alone, and their children after them."

And the children said, "You will always walk with us,
Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone,
and the gates closed after her. And they said:
"We cannot see her but she is with us still.
A Mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence......."

Your Mother is always with you....
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street;
she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks;
she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from, your first home;
and she's the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love and your first heartbreak,
and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space... not even death!

MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED...

Love Your Job, But Never Fall In Love With Your Company Bcoz U Never Know

2006-03-07T08:12:00.000+08:00

- Narayana Murthy

I know people who work 12 hours a day, six days a week, or more. Some people do so because of a work emergency where the long hours are only temporary. Other people I know have put in these hours for years. I don't know if they are working all these hours, but I do know they are in the office this long.

Others put in long office hours because they are addicted to the workplace. Whatever the reason for putting in overtime, working long hours over the long term is harmful to the person and to the organization.

There are things manager can do to change this for everyone's benefit. Being in the office long hours, over long period of times, makes way for potential errors. My colleagues who are in the office long hours frequently make mistakes caused by fatigue. Correcting these mistakes requires their time as well as the time and energy of others. I have seen people work Tuesday through Friday to correct mistakes made after 5PM on Monday.

Another problem is that people who are in the office long hours are not pleasant company. They often complain about other people (who aren't working as hard); they are irritable, or cranky or even angry. Other people avoid them. Such behavior poses problems, where work goes much better when people work together instead of avoiding one another. As Managers, there are things we can do to help people leave the office.

First and foremost is to set the example and go home ourselves. I work with a manager who chides people for working long hours. His words quickly lose their meaning when he sends these chiding group emails with a time-stamp of 2am. Sunday.

Second is to encourage people to put some balance in their lives. For instance, here is a guideline I find helpful:-
1) Wake up, eat a good breakfast and go to work.
2) Work hard and smart for eight or nine hours.
3) Go home
4) Read the books/comics, watch a funny movie, dig in the dirt, play with your kids, etc
5) Eat well and sleep well

This called recreating, Doing Steps 1,3, 4 and 5 enable 2. Working regular hours and recreating daily are simple concepts. They are hard for some of us because that requires 'personal change'. They are possible since we all have the power to choose to do them. In considering the issue of overtime, I am reminded of my oldest son. When he was a toddler, if people were visiting the apartment, he would not fall asleep no matter how long the visit, and no matter what time of day it was. He would fight off sleep until the visitors left, It was as if he was afraid that he would miss something. Once our visitor's left, he would go to sleep, By this time, however, he was over tired and would scream half the night with nightmares. He, my wife and I, all paid the price for his fear of missing out.

Perhaps, some people put in such long hours because they don't want to miss anything when they leave the office. The trouble with this is that events will never stop happening. That is life. Things happen 24 hours a day.

Allowing for little rest is not ultimately practical. So, take a nap. Things will happen while you're asleep, but you will have the energy to catch up with you wake.

Hence, "LOVE YOUR JOB BUT NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR COMPANY".

People Who Come In To Your Life - Reason, Season, Lifetime

2006-03-06T08:12:00.000+08:00

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.

The 5 Finger Prayer

2006-03-01T15:54:00.000+08:00

This is so neat. I had never heard this before...
This is beautiful - and it is surely worth making the 5 finger prayer a part of our lives.

1. Your thumb is nearest you. So begin your prayers by praying for those closest to you. They are the easiest to remember. To pray for our loved ones is, as C. S. Lewis once said, a "sweet duty."

2. The next finger is the pointing finger. Pray for those who teach, instruct and heal. This includes teachers, doctors, and ministers. They need support and wisdom in pointing others in the right direction. Keep them in your prayers.

3. The next finger is the tall est finger. It reminds us of our leaders. Pray for the president, leaders in business and industry, and administrators. These people shape our nation and guide public opinion. They need God's guidance.

4. The fourth finger is our ring finger. Surprising to many is the fact that this is our weakest finger, as any piano teacher will testify. It should remind us to pray for those who are weak, in trouble or in pain. They need your prayers day and night. You cannot pray too much for them.

5. And lastly comes our little finger the smallest finger of all which is where we should place ourselves in relation to God and others. As the Bible says, "The least shall be the greatest among you." Your pinkie should remind you to pray for yourself. By the time you have prayed for the other four groups, your own needs will be put into proper perspective and you will be able to pray for yourself more effectively.

Best Regards.

The Husband Store

2006-02-28T10:20:00.000+08:00

THIS IS VERY NICE AND IT'S TRUE......

The Husband Store!

A store that sells husbands has just opened in NewYork City,
where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY ONCE !

There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch .... you may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband . ..
On the first floor the sign on the door reads:

Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.

The second floor sign reads:

Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and lovekids.

The third floor sign reads:

Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, lovekids,
and are extremely good looking. “Wow," she thinks,
but feels compelled to keep going.

She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:

Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, lovekids,
are drop- dead good looking and help with thehousework.
"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!"

Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:

Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, lovekids,
are drop- dead gorgeous, help with thehousework,
and have a strong romantic streak.

She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixthfloor and the sign reads:

Floor 6 - You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor.
There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that
women are impossible to please.

Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.
Watchyour step as you exit the building, and have a niceday!

Remember Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.
You have to learn to be grateful for what you have to get more.
When you are ungrateful you end up with nothing.

Father Agaton

2005-11-25T11:25:00.000+08:00

I LOVE this story.

Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a fourth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday: He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and from.

Once past this highway, the boy would take a short cut, passing by the Church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, "Magandang umaga po" in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning,

"Kamusta, Andoy? Papasok ka na?"

"Opo padre ... "he would flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy.

"From school...", he advised "Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road...that way I can see that you are home safe...."

"Thank you father ... "
"Why don't you go home ... why do you stay in this church right after school?"
"I just want to say 'Hi' to my friend, God," and the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar, talking to himself, but the priest was hiding behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER.

"You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat although my seatmate is bullying me for notes... I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker.

Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave my last cracker to him ... funny but I am not that hungry. Look, this is my last pair of slippers ...I may have to walk barefoot next week, you see this is about to be broken... but it is okay....at least I am still going to school.... Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school .... please help them get to school again, please God?

....Oh, you know, Inay hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother.... God, you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them.... Here... here and .... oh ...blood ....I guess you knew about this one huh? Please don't be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us....Oh, I think I am in love ... there's this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita ... do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don't have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! Hey your birthday is two days from now!!! Aren't you excited? I am! Wait till you see, I have a gift for you ..... but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go ..." then he stood up and calls out, "Padre, padre, I am finished talking to my friend .... youcan accompany me to the other side of the road now"

This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure faith and trust in God, a very positive look at negative situations.

One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it in the Church, he was sent to the hospital. The Church was left to 4 manangs who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they were also very well versed in cursing if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy, coming from his Christmas party,playfully dashed in.

"Hello God! I ......"

"P----!! (a curse) bata ka!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!! Alis!!"

Poor Andoy was so terrified, "Where's Father Agaton? He is supposed to help me cross the street ... and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church ...not only that, I have to greet Jesus. It is His birthday, I have a gift right here...." Just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang pulled his shirt and threw him out of the church. "Susmaryosep!!! (does the sign of the cross fervently) Alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!

So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road infront of the church. He crossed. A fast moving bus came in.

There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot. A lot of people crowded the poor boy, the body of a lifeless young boy ...

Suddenly, out of nowhere a tall man in a pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of tears... He came and carried the boy in His arms. He was crying. Curious bystanders nudged the man in white, and asked, "Excuse me sir, are you related to this child?

Do you know this child?"

The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, looked up and answered, "He was my best friend .... " was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed it near His heart.

He stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared in sight.

The crowd was curious ...

On Christmas Eve, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house, and wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parents of Andoy.

"How did you know that your son died?"

"A man in white brought him here." sobbed the mother. "What did he say?"

The father answered, "He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely about our son's death, as if he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him.

He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He brushed my son's hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he whispered something..."

"What did he say?"

"He said to my boy..." the father began, "Thank you for the gift .... I will see you soon ... you will be with me..." and the father of the boy continued, "and you know for a while, it felt so wonderful ... I cried, but I do not know why....all I know is I cried tears of joy .... I could not explain it, Father, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside ... I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now but...tell me, Father, who is this man that my son talks to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there ... except at the time of his death ......"Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmurred, " ... He was talking to no one ..... but .. GOD...."

Life Together

2005-10-19T10:22:00.000+08:00

One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office.

Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.

Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story....

This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over years of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.

They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce....

Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn't understand why the old couple would still wants a divorce..

while they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..

"I really love you, but i really can't carry on anymore, i'm sorry.."

"its o.k, i understand.." said the husband. Lookin at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends..

At the dining table, there was a silence of awkardness.

The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.."take this, it's your favourite.."

looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe there's still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.."

this is always the problem, u always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how i feel, don't you know that i hate drumsticks?"

Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drumsticks even thou all he wants is the best for her.

That night, both of them couldn't sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn...after hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he can't carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "i love you"...

He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number....ringing never stops..he never stop dialing....

On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore....phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him..."what's the point of talking now that it's over... i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face.."she thought...still ringing...she have decided to pull out the cord...

Little did she remember, he have heart problems...

The next day, she received news that he had passed away... she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone... he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get thru her phone line....

As sad as she could be... she will have to clear his belongings... when she was looking thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, beneficiary of course is her... together in that file there's this note...

"to my dearest wife, by the time you are reading this, i'm sure i'm no longer around, i bought this policy for you, thou the amount is only $100k, i hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married, i might not be around anymore, i want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way i will if i could have live longer. i want you to know i will always be around, by your side...i love u"

Tears flowed like river......

"When u love someone, let them know... u never know what will happen the next minute....learn to build a life together.. learn to love each other. for who they are.. not what they are..."

Filed Under : Romance_for_Thoughts, All.

Before I was a Mom

2005-10-19T09:56:00.000+08:00

Before I was a Mom;
I made and ate hot meals,
I had unstained clothing,
I brushed my hair every day,
I had quiet conversations on the phone,
I slept as late as I wanted and I slept all night long.

Before I was a Mom;
I cleaned my house each day,
I never tripped over toys or forgot lullabies,
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous,
I had never been puked on, pooped on, spit on, chewed on, peed on, or pinched by tiny fingers.

Before I was a Mom;
I never thought about immunizations,
I never held a screaming child so the doctors could give shots,
I never looked into teary eyes and cried,
I never felt my heart break into pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt,
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.

Before I was a Mom;
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down,
I never sat up late hours of the night watching a baby sleep,
I never got up in the middle of the night to make sure everything was okay,
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

Before I was a Mom;
I had complete control of my mind, my thoughts and my body,
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside of my body,
I didn't know that having something so small could make me feel so important,
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being a mom.

Before I was a Mom;
I never knew that something so small could effect my life so much,
I never knew that I could love someone so much,
I never knew I would love being a Mom,
I didn't know the bond between a Mother and her child,
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much.

Before I was Patrick & Patricia's Mom.

Goodnight Kiss

2005-10-19T09:49:00.000+08:00

I count it as a privilege, I count it cause for praise to
kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday.

For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out
the door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore.

It's very strange how times have changed from the present to
the past. When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast.

For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt,
Or pat my baby on the back, Or kissed away a hurt.

Tell a story, read a book, wipe a nose, or tie a shoe.
They never ask me to rub their backs the way they used to do.

Once it was a bother, just a troublesome kind of chore.
but now I would give anything to do it just once more.

Mommy, bounce me on your knee, Daddy, flip me in the air.
Throw a rubber ball to me and help me comb my hair.

Mommy, tickle my tummy... Daddy hold me high.
Lets go outside, for a while, or make a kite to fly...

I count it as a privilege I count it cause for praise To
kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday.

For I know too soon they're up and gone And walking out the
door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore!

The Value Of A Penny

2005-10-14T16:31:00.000+08:00

Several years ago, a friend and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband's employer's home. The woman was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

The first day and evening went well, and my friend was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband's employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants.

Knowing she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, she was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of his guests. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.

There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.

He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. "How absurd!" she thought. What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She causally mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.

A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

"Look at it," He said. "Read what it says.

" She read the words "United States of America."

"No, not that; read further."

"One cent?"

"No, keep reading."

"In God we Trust?"

"Yes!"

"And?"

"And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!"

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, "In God We Trust," and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.

This is a Keeper ...

2005-10-12T13:49:00.000+08:00

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,

"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;

I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.

We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told,

How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,

My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.

"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.

I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken

While I lay awake in bed,

God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,

common courtesy you use,

but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,

You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.

He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,

you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,

And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;

"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"

He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.

I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;

I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.

I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,

and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

FAMILY

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company

that we are working for could easily replace us in

a matter of days.

But the family we left behind will feel the loss

for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more

into work than into our own family,

an unwise investment indeed,

don't you think?

So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

The Interview With GOD

2005-10-11T13:01:00.000+08:00

- Author Unknown

I dreamed I had an interview with God.
"So you would like to interview me?" God asked.
"If you have the time" I said.
God smile. "My time is eternity."
"What questions do you have in mind for me?"

"What surprises you most about humankind?"
God answered ...
"That they get bored with childhood,
they rush to grow up, and then
long to be children again."

"That they lose their health to make money ...
and then lose their money to restore their health."

"That by thinking anxiously about the future,
they forget the present,
such that they live in neither
the present nor the future."

"That they live as if they will never die,
and die as though they had never lived."

God's hand took mine
and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked ...
"As a parent, what are some of life's lessons
you want your children to learn?"

"To learn they cannot make anyone love them.
All they can do is let themselves be loved."

"To learn that it is not good
to compare themselves to others."

"To learn to forgive
by practicing forgiveness."

"To learn that it only takes a few seconds
to open profound wounds in those they love,
and it can take many years to heal them."

"To learn that a rich person
is not one who has the most,
but is one who needs the least."

"To learn that there are people
who love them dearly,
but simply have not yet learned
how to express or show their feelings."

"To learn that two people can
look at the same thing
and see it differently."

"To learn that it is not enough that they
forgive one another, but they must also
forgive themselves."

"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.

"Is there anything else
you would like your children to know?"

God smiled and said
"Just know that I am here ... always."

Love In A Lifetime

2005-10-10T10:03:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time there was a teacher and his student lay down under the big tree near the big grass area. Then suddenly the student asked the teacher,

Student : Teacher, I'm confused how we find our soul mate. Can you please help me?
Teacher : "Silent for few second, then he answer" Well, it's pretty hard and easy question..
Student : "THINK HARD" Ha???
Teacher : Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't you walk there but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.
Student : Well, ok then... wait for me... "Walk straight ahead to the grass field"

A few minutes later...
Student : I'm back..
Teacher : Em, well I don't see any beautiful grass on your hand.
Student : On my journey, I found few beautiful grass, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm in the end of the field, and I hadn't pick any. Cause you told me not to go back, so I didn't go back.
Teacher : That's what happened in real life.

What is the message of this story?
* Grass --> is people around you
* Beautiful Grass --> is people that attract you
* Grass Field --> is time

In looking for your soul mate, please don't always compare and hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you'll waste your lifetime, cause remember "Time Never Goes Back".... So try to accept what he/she is.

Love or Friendship? Lovers or Friends?

2005-10-07T14:31:00.000+08:00

It's hard to make a choice. Love or friendship? Be a lover or a friend? The never ending quest to choose between lover and friendship, or lover and friend is always a mind boggling task. Well, hope the article below will help you make the choice between Love or Friendship.

We make new friends all the time. Some of us have a million friends, some of us a few friends, but most of us would surely have a friend or friends whom are extremely special. Usually if both are of the same sex, it would not be a problem. The tricky bit comes in when a guy and girl becomes good friends. So then, friendship or relationship?

Well, as always, there are always a few things to follow so that you would not make the wrong decision. There is no right or wrong here. Kind of a gamble I would say. It could turn out either way but if you follow these guidelines, there would be lesser hurt than if you dive blindly into the sea of love.You got to keep in mind one thing: Be responsible for your actions. Whatever you choose to do, do it and accept whatever consequences. If it does not turn out all right, don't blame anyone but yourself. If you do that, there might actually be chances of recovery.

It's a dilemma for many because you do not want to lose a friend but at the same time, you want to find out if this person could be your true love. It is all well if both of you feel the same for each other, but most of the time, the trouble is you don't. Letting that person know how you feel might actually scare the person away if he or she does not feel the same way about you. That is why always start off as friends and build upon the relationship as friends.

It is difficult but extremely important. Don't let your feelings ruin the friendship. Start to cement the bond as friends first, not as a lover. If you have a firm friendship, the likelihood of that person shying away from you is less when you tell him or her your feelings. Because it might be just a one off attraction it is always good to give yourself a month or two as a guage of whether this person is actually the one for you. For all you know, a month of two later, you find out something new about the person that you would not want in a lover. You would be glad then that you were not reckless in the beginning. Thus, it is important to learn more about this person before doing anything.

If after a long substantial period of time, and you continue to feel a lot for the person, then it would be a good time to let him or her know your feelings. As I have always maintained, it is no good to keep your feelings inside of you. Extremely unhealthy. The time will come which you will feel suitable to say. If you had followed the guideline and everything that you did for him or her was because you care very much for him or her as a friend, whatever the outcome would be easier to handle but you two started off on the right foot. You can't build a friendship from a relationship , but you can build a relationship from a friendship. Immerse yourself in the friendship first before anything so even if nothing happens between the two of you, you still would not have lost a friend.

Love is never lost.

2005-10-07T13:19:00.000+08:00

Love is never lost.
If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

People only realize what they had after they lose it,
So hold onto what you have and never let it go.

As you look back upon your life, you find the times when
You have most lived, are the times when you have lived for love.

I wanted everything to stay the same
But feelings fade and people change.

I’m living every moment like its my last
No longer letting my future be based on my past

Giving up on Love isn’t Moving On
Its Giving up Your Happiness

Love is as much of an object as an obsession,
Everybody wants it,
Everybody seeks it,
But few ever achieve it,
Those who do will cherish it,
Be lost in it, and among all,
Never … never forget it.

Life Explained ........

2005-09-23T08:59:00.000+08:00

Submitted by Mckeckley

On the first day God created the dog.
God said, "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years."

The dog said, "That's too long to be barking.
Give me ten years and I'll give you back the other ten."
So God agreed.

On the second day God created the monkey.
God said, "Entertain people, do monkey tricks, make them laugh.
I'll give you a twenty-year life span."

The monkey said, "How boring, monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so.
Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?"
And God agreed.

On the third day God created the cow.
God said, "You must go to the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer.
I will give you a life span of sixty years."

The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years.
Let me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty."
And God agreed again.

On the forth day God created man.
God said, "Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life.
I'll give you twenty years."

Man said, "What? Only twenty years! Tell you what, I'll take my twenty, and the forty the cow gave back and the ten the monkey gave back and the ten the dog gave back, that makes eighty, okay?"
"Okay," said God, "You've got a deal."

So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy ourselves;
for the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family;
for the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren;
and for the last ten years we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.

Life has now been explained to you.

Chicken Soup for Every Mom's Soul: SAYING I LOVE YOU

2005-09-12T16:32:00.000+08:00

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
- Mother Teresa

When I was a new mommy, I invented a quiet little signal, two quick hand squeezes, that grew into our family’s secret “I love you.”

Long before she could debate the merits of pierced ears or the need to shave her legs, my daughter, Carolyn, would toddle next to me clasping my finger for that muchneeded support to keep her from falling down.

Whether we were casually walking in the park or scurrying on our way to playgroup, if Carolyn’s tiny hand was in mine, I would tenderly squeeze it twice and whisper, “I love you.” Children love secrets, and little Carolyn was no exception. So, this double hand squeeze became our special secret. I didn’t do it all the time—just every so often when I wanted to send a quiet message of “I love you” to her from me.

The years flew by, and Carolyn started school. She was a big girl now, so there was no need for little secret signals anymore . . . or so I thought. It was the morning of her kindergarten class show. Her class was to perform their skit before the entire Lower School, which would be a daunting experience. The big kids—all the way to sixth grade—would be sitting in the audience. Carolyn was nervous, as were all her little classmates.

As proud family and friends filed into the auditorium to take their seats behind the students, I saw Carolyn sitting nervously with her classmates. I wanted to reassure her, but I knew that anything I said would run the risk of making her feel uncomfortable.

Then I remembered our secret signal. I left my seat and walked over to her. Carolyn’s big brown eyes watched each of my steps as I inched closer. I said not a word, but leaned over and took her hand and squeezed it twice. Her eyes met mine, and I immediately knew that she recognized the message. She instantly returned the gesture giving my hand two quick squeezes in reply. We smiled at each other, and I took my seat and watched my confident little girl, and her class, perform beautifully.

Carolyn grew up and our family welcomed two younger brothers, Bryan and Christian. Through the years, I got more experienced at the mothering game, but I never abandoned the secret “I love you” hand squeeze.

Whether the boys were running on the soccer field for a big game or jumping out of the car on the day of a final exam, I always had the secret hand squeeze to send them my message of love and support. I learned that when over-sentimental words from parents are guaranteed to make kids feel ill at ease, this quiet signal was always appreciated and welcomed.

Three years ago, my daughter married a wonderful guy. Before the ceremony, while we were standing at the back ON LOVE 3 of the church waiting to march down the aisle, I could hardly look at my little girl, now all grown up and wearing her grandmother’s wedding veil, for fear of crying. There was so much I wanted to say to her. I wanted to tell her how proud of her I was. I wanted to tell her that I treasured being her mom, and I looked forward to all the future had in store for her. However, most important, I wanted to tell her that I loved her. But I was positive that if I said even one word, Carolyn and I would both dissolve into tears.

Then I remembered it—our secret signal. I left my place and walked back to Carolyn. As the organist began to play, Ode to Joy, I took Carolyn’s hand and quickly squeezed it twice. Our eyes met, and she returned the signal. There were no tears, there were no words exchanged, just a secret “I love you” that I created one sunny afternoon, when I was a new mother. I am no longer a new mother . . . but a new grandmother.

Today, I was strolling with my little grandson, Jake. His tiny hand was holding on to my finger, and I couldn’t help remembering his mother’s hand in mine over thirty years ago. As we walked, I gave his hand two quick squeezes and whispered, “I love you.” He looked up and smiled.

- Linda Carol Cherken

24 Things To Always Remember

2005-09-12T15:43:00.000+08:00

Your presence is a present to the world.
You are unique and one of a kind.
Your life can be what you want it to be.
Take the days just one at a time.

Count your blessings, not your troubles.
You will make it through whatever comes along.
Within you are so many answers.
Understand, have courage, be strong.

Do not put limits on yourself.
So many dreams are waiting to be realized.
Decisions are too important to leave to chance.
Reach for your peak, your goal and you prize.

Nothing wastes more energy than worrying.
The longer one carries a problem the heavier it gets.
Do not take things too seriously.
Live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets.

Remember that a little love goes a long way.
Remember that a lot … goes forever.
Remember that friendship is a wise investment.
Life’s treasure are people together.

Realize that it is never too late.
Do ordinary things in an extraordinary way.
Have hearth and hope and happiness.
Take the time to wish upon a start.

AND DO NOT EVER FORGET ….
FOR EVEN A DAY
HOW VERY SPECIAL YOU ARE !

Only TiMe will kNoW....

2005-09-02T15:58:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all the others, including love.

One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, Love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help.

Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?"
Richness answered, " I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere."
Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel.
Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please."
"I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat."
Next, Love saw Sadness passing by.

Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you."
Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be alone now."
Then, Love saw Happiness.
Love cried out, " Happiness, please take me with you."
But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry.

Then, she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will take you with me." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder.

Love then found Knowledge and asked, "Who was it that helped me?"
"It was Time", Knowledge answered.
"But why did Time help me when no one else would?", Love asked.

Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."

Who comes FIRST in your MIND

2005-09-02T15:52:00.000+08:00

There was this gal who loved two guys at the same time but she didn't know which one she loved more. Someone taught her.

Ask yourself this question and answer it honestly :

"When you are happy, which guy would you want to share your happiness with?" The one you think of is someone you love.

Ask yourself another question and answer it honestly :

"When you are sad, which guy you want to share your burden with?" The one you think of is also someone you love.

If you think of the same guy when you are happy & sad, that's the most perfect. But if you don't think of the same guy, I would advise you to chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with.

In life, there are more sorrows than happiness. There are too many people that u meet that u can share your happiness with, not necessary your lover.

If you live your life happily, you can also enjoy it alone.

In sadness, however, there are not many people willing to share your burden with you. If you are willing to tell someone your happiness, I am sure that person has got to be someone close & an understanding person to you.

But it shouldn't stop there. If that person only thinks of you when he is happy, but looks for someone else when he is sad, this lover is too unstable, he doesn't treat you as someone he can spend the rest of his life with.

Of course, I will be very happy if I am the first person to share his happiness. But, if he is sad, I will be too willing to stay by his side & ease his pain. Only then, will I believe that I hold a very important position in his heart.

If you are sad, who comes to your mind first?

When Is It Love?

2005-08-11T13:09:00.000+08:00

When do we truly say we're in love, I for one never knew I'm in love until I met my husband. It was such a wonderful feeling I will cherish for the rest of my life. Hope all of you find that special someone in a special way fitting just for all of you.

When you are together with that special someone,
you pretend to ignore that person.
But when that special someone is not around,
you might look around to find them.
At that moment, you are in love.

Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh,
your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back,
to let you know of their safe arrival, your phone is quiet.
You are desperately waiting for the call!
At that moment, you are in love.

If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from
that special someone than other many long e-mails,
you are in love.

When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the
messages in your answering machine because of one message
from that special someone, you are in love.

When you get a couple of free movie tickets,
you would not hesitate to think of that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

You keep telling yourself, "that special someone is just a friend",
but you realize that you can not avoid that person's special attraction.
At that moment, you are in love.

While you are reading this page, if someone
appears in your mind,
then u are in love with that person.

What Women Say and Think

2005-08-01T16:09:00.000+08:00

FINE
This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel they are right and you need to shut up. Never use "fine" to describe how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments.

FIVE MINUTES
This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's an even trade.

NOTHING
This means "something," and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with "Fine"

GO AHEAD (With Raised Eyebrows)
This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine"

GO AHEAD (Normal Eyebrows)
This means "I give up" or "do what you want because I don't care" You will get a "Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.

LOUD SIGH
This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing"

SOFT SIGH
Again, not a word, but a non-verbal statement. "Soft Sighs" mean that she is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe, and she will stay content.

THAT'S OKAY
This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done. "That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and in conjunction with a "Raised Eyebrow."

GO AHEAD
At some point in the near future! re, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble.

PLEASE DO
This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance with the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay"

THANKS
A woman is thanking you. Do not faint. Just say you're welcome.

THANKS A LOT
This is much different from "Thanks." A woman will say, "Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed by the "Loud Sigh." Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh," as she will only tell you "Nothing"

Send this to the men you know to warn them about future arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology. And send it to your women friends to give them a good laugh!

"I Love You"

2005-07-29T16:54:00.000+08:00

This is a sad story about a love you doll. Heard about it from a friend and loved it 'til now. Hope you share the same sentiments we have.

I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him. Before that trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl…

“Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?” I asked.

“I can’t”

“Why? You need to study at home?” I felt disappointment grabbing me.“

No… I am going to meet a friend…”

He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word ‘love’ only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say ‘I love you’ before. To us, there weren’t any anniversaries at all. He didn’t say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days…200days… Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don’t know why…

Then one day…
Me: Um, Jin, I …

Jin: What…don’t drag, just say..

Me: I love you.

Jin: ……you….um, just take this doll

and go home.

That was how he ignored my ‘three words’ and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one. There were many…

Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But… lunch passed, dinner passed… and soon the sky was dark… he still didn’t call. It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore. Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep. He told me to come out of the house. Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.

Me: Jin…

Jin: Here…take this…Again, he handed me a little doll.

Me: What’s this?

Jin: I didn’t give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. I’m going home now, bye.

Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?

Jin: Today? Huh?I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday. He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen.Then I shouted… “Wait…”

Jin: You have something to say?

Me: Tell me, tell me you love me…

Jin: What?!

Me: Tell me

I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him. But he just said simple cold words and left.“I don’t want to say…that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else.”That was what he said. Then he ran off. My legs felt numb… and I collapsed to the ground. He didn’t want to say it easily… How could he…. I felt that… Maybe he is not the right guy for me…After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying. He didn’t call me, although I was waiting. He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house. That’s how those dolls piled up in my room… everyday

After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But what made the pain resurface was that… I saw him on a street… with another girl… He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me…as he touched the doll… I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell… Why did he gave these to me… Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls…In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around. Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him. He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that… it’s going to end. Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.

Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?

I couldn’t help hating him, acting like nothing had happen and joking around. Soon, he held out the doll as usual…

Me: I don’t need it.

Jin: What….why…I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.

Me: I don’t need this doll, I don’t need it anymore!! I don’t want to see a person like you again!I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes very shaking.“I’m sorry” He apologized in a tiny voice. He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll…

Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!

But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll. Then…

Honk~ Honk~

With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.

“Jin! Move! Move away!” I shouted… But he didn’t hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.

“Jin, move!” HONK~!! “Boom!” That sound, so terrifying.

That’s how he went away from me. That’s how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me.After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him… And after spending two months like a crazy person… I took out the dolls.

Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days… when we were in love…

“One…two… three…” That was how… I started to count the dolls…

“Four hundred and eighty four… four hundred and eighty five…” It all ended with 485 dolls.

I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly, then suddenly…

“I love you~, I love you~” I dropped the dolls,shocked.

“I….lo..ve…you??” I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.

“I love you~ I love you~” It can’t be! I pressed all the dolls’ stomach as it piled on the side.

“I love you~”

Those words came out non-stop. I…love you… Why didn’t I realize that….That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn’t I realize that he love me this much… I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it’s stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much…

“Jo…Do you know what today is? We’ve been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn’t say I love you…. Um… since I was too shy… If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you… everyday… till I die… Jo… I love you…”

The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now? He can’t be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute…

For that… and for that reason… to me… it became courage… to live a beautiful life….

Give your child emotional commitment

2005-07-29T14:51:00.000+08:00

by Mommy & Me

Spend focused time with child early on, and you'll lay the groundwork for a lifelong relationship based on mutual respect and understanding. All children face social, academic, athletic, and personal challenges as they grow. You will want you child to feel comfortable confiding in you, and you'll want to be able to communicate honestly with him or her in return. To get to that point, you must invest the time now, while your child is young. Although it is never too late to start building trust, the sooner you begin, the stronger the bond between you and your child will be.

The mothers who come to my classes are well aware of the challenges of raising children. "I want to be a good mother," they'll announce. I tell them that I agree with child psychologist D.W. Winnicott, who said that there is no such thing as a perfect parent, but that most of us are "good enough." Instead of trying to be perfect, I encourage parents to aim for emotional commitment by following these simple guidelines:

Say "I love you" to your child at least once a day. Remember those bumper stickers that asked, "Have you hugged your kid today?" Make sure your answer is always “Yes!”
Encourage your child's efforts in constructive activities, and praise him or her frequently.
Observe your child. Notice his or her likes and dislikes, and talk to your child about them.
Help your child cultivate new skills and interests. With so much media available, it's up to parents to make sure their children have hobbies that don't require a mouse or a remote control. Children who can't entertain themselves are easily bored, and bored children often get into trouble.
Involve yourself in your child's life: learn the names of his or her daycare friends, get to know his or her teacher, ask about a picture he or she drew. Show that you're interested in your child’s world.
Most of all, give your child your undivided attention for a certain amount of time every day. When your child sees that you are truly interested in him or her, your child will feel valued.

None of us is going to be a perfect parent. We'll all yell at our child (sometimes in public), make promises we can't keep, and tally up our mistakes in the dead of night. Think of these guidelines as preventive medicine to help keep your relationship with your child healthy!

Are you ready for LOVE?

2005-07-29T12:58:00.000+08:00

Author Unknown

A good relationship isn't a game you play or an ego trip you take. It is about love and two people. Loving someone can give us the greatest joy we can ever know and it can hurt more than we can believe too. When it does not really hurt when that person did something disappointing to you, but really hurts when you see that person in pain and sadness, then you know you truly love that person.

Loving someone means you should be ready to experience heartache and happiness at the same time. That's the reward and that's the risk. Unless we are willing to experience it, we will never really know what it's like to love and be loved.

Sharing love is probably the most valuable and meaningful experience a person can ever have. And there's a difference between being in love with someone and loving someone. It's the difference between a love that's fickle, wild and short-lived and one that's tender and passionate, nurturing and lasts a long time. The first is easy. The second, the one that really matters to all of us, takes work -- because it's about keeping a relationship.

Loving someone takes efforts. We have to be able to communicate with each other. Nobody can read anyone else's mind. We always presume that our partner knows what we think and feel. Maybe in time we might be able to predict or sense each other's thoughts but it's never perfect and takes time to develop.

Getting the chance to love and be loved by someone is blessed. Respect him/her for who he/she is, and not what you want him/her to be. Everyone is pretty and special in his/her own special way. No one is perfect. It is true love which closes the gap of imperfectness to form a smooth surface of acceptance for each other. True love sees and accepts a person for who he/she is. It is also true love which makes a person change for the better.
The power of true love to a person is undeniable.

A relationship needs commitments too. What is love without commitments from each other anyway? It's like principles and values. Everyone has them but they only mean as much as we are willing to stand for them.

The same goes for our commitments to relationships, and the person we love.

"Love is like an antique vase. It's hard to find, hard to get, but easy to break."

Every day everywhere, people fall in love ... but just how many of these relationships are self-sacrificing love, and not just relationships which are formed only for the intense feeling of falling in love? I know hundreds of friends who say the magical words "I love you"... but more often than not, the truth is just -- I am IN love with you. There is a difference between being in love with someone and loving someone. If a person says he/she is in love with you, he/she means that he/she likes you for who you are now and he/she fell in love with you because of the present you.

This kind of love is temporary and lasts only as long as the fairytale lasts. When fairy godmother comes in at midnight to whirl us back to reality, we see the heartache of such a relationship...where both were only IN love with each other.

But if a person says he/she loves you, he/she means that he/she loves you unconditionally for who you are now, who you were in the past and who you might be in the future. When he/she says he/she loves you and really means it, you have to ask yourself if you love him/her too or if you're in love with the idea of being in love. It is very hard to see the difference through logical thinking. Let your heart guide you. May you be blessed on your soul-searching journey for your soulmate.

Friends In Love

2005-07-28T13:16:00.000+08:00

A guy and a girl can be just friends but at one point or another one of them will fall for the other, maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late or maybe, just maybe...forever.

I Asked God

2005-07-21T07:13:00.000+08:00

Claudia Minden Weisz

I asked God to take away my habit.
God said, No. It is not for me to take away,
but for you to give it up.

I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
God said, No. His spirit is whole,
his body is only temporary.

I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, No. Patience is a byproduct of tribulations;
it isn't granted, it is learned.

I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, No. I give you blessings;
Happiness is up to you.

I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, No. Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares
and brings you closer to me.

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, No. You must grow on your own!,
but I will prune you to make you fruitful.

I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, No. I will give you life,
so that you may enjoy all things.

I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as He loves me.
God said....Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.

The Essence of Being Single

2005-07-20T08:20:00.000+08:00

All your life, you had specific dreams about what your family life would be like when you finally married. You were so intent on what you wanted, you even made a list of qualities and characteristics you were looking forin a spouse, in a home, in your job, in your children. But time passed, and that person you were so intent on didn't come along. All of your friends are married, had children, and had beautiful homes.And still you are single.You prayed and prayed and prayed for that personto come along, but nothing happened. You had a good job. You served in your church. You spent daily time with the Lord in prayer and studying the Word.

You dedicated your life to serving God in every way possible, but still nothing. So you decided to take matters into your own hands, and you began an active search for a mate. And within a short period, you met someone who almost fit the bill. Almost. Sure, there were a few things Missing, a few rusty spots in that person's character.But, after all, no one is perfect. Maybe your goals were too high. Maybe you'd been asking for the impossible. Maybe this was the person God wantedfor you so your character could grow through dealing with his or her failings. Even though it often seems that God is slow to answer prayers, no matter whether it's about a mate, or a job, or our children, or ourfinances, or anything else, we have to remember that God doesn't wear a watch.

Nor does he look at our human calendars. He sees with eternal eyes. He operates on an eternal timetable, according to His plan and His schedule.If God seems to be running late, don't get impatient and run ahead of him.Wait for the Lord's timing in everything.

To the single folks out there, especially for you "Tigerbarb"! Single means you have the time to grow and be the person you want to be. Single gives you space to grow.Sometimes, it is harder to grow when you are too close to someone.
Trees are planted far apart so they can spread their branches and become strong as they mature. Single means learning to live by you.

However, that is no more difficult than learning to live with somebody else. Single means freedom. You are free to spend a week's vacation on the beach, to take computer courses, to work late on an interesting project, to spend the day in bed with a good book or simply with a person who has read one.
Single means learning not to need a man/woman to make your life Meaningful but learning to live with a man/woman because you want to be with him/her.
Single means that sometimes you will wonder why you will bite your lip and feel wistful and wonder if marriage is better.

Ironically, yet quite happily, single is feeling good bout being in Control of your life. It is liking and respecting who you are and why you are.
Single is realizing that being married is not necessarily better, it Is merely different. Single means that there could be something wonderful around the corner and you can take advantage of it. Being single means you are free to love again.

Marriage & Relationships - Humor

2005-07-20T07:54:00.000+08:00

Bumper sticker seen on a cookie delivery truck:"Driver carries no money; he's married."

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Do you know the punishment for bigamy?Two mothers-in-law.

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I take my wife everywhere, but she keeps finding her way back

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After a quarrel, a husband said to his wife, "You know, I was a fool when I married you."

She replied, "Yes, dear, but I was in love and didn't notice."

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The Dog & The Funeral

A man was leaving a cafe with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a pit bull dog on a leash. Behind him were 200 men walking single file. The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?" The man replied, "Well, that first hearse is for my wife." "What happened to her?" The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her." He inquired further, "Well, who is in the second hearse?" The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her." A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two men. "Can I borrow the dog?" "Get in line."

Send In The Clowns

2005-07-19T02:46:00.000+08:00

Clown, performer, usually in a circus, who plays the fool, performs practical jokes, and does tricks to make people laugh. Other names for clowns include buffoon, jester, fool, comedian, conjurer, tumbler, harlequin, comic, and puppeteer. Although there are many types of clowns, each clown develops a “face”, meaning a performance personality. A clown’s face, once established, becomes the clown’s unique personal property.

But why does some child scared of the clowns? Based on my experience well not exactly mine but my kids, they are not fond of clowns. There’s this birthday party yesterday (July 17, Sunday) where Patrick and Patricia was invited. After going to church and eating lunch, the two were excited to go to the party but I told them to take a nap for a few hours because the party will start at 2:30 pm. Eager to go to the party, the two take a bathed, put on their clothes and hurried down the stairs and to the front gate. As we slowly enter the venue, the two suddenly took a stop at the entrance and seated at the bench until the clown calls for everybody to take a chow. Maybe the two was scared of the way the clowns look because like not what’s on the picture, the clowns in the party was not professionally good looking. But in fairness to the clowns, even if the two was outside, I could still see in them that they were entertained well enough to heard them laughing at their practical jokes. After eating, the clown announced that they will perform magical tricks, so Dad and I convinced the two that it would be fun. With the help of their cousins… finally the two agreed to seat down and watched them performed. The two was surprisingly fantastic, because they stayed for hours overwhelmed with the clowns practical jokes and tricks. As we go home, you’ll hear Patricia saying, “Mommy, hindi na ako takot sa clown, binigyan pa nga n’ya ako ng candy.” I hope they won’t be afraid of the clowns next time.

Small Blessings

2005-07-02T07:30:00.000+08:00

Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day

With little time to stop and pray

For life's been anything but calm

Since You called on me to be a mom

Running errands, matching socks

Building dreams with building blocks

Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes

And other stuff that children lose

Gitting lids on bottled bugs

Wiping tears and giving hugs

A stack of last week's mail to read

So where's the quiet time I need?

Yet when I steal a minute, Lord

Just at the sink or ironing board

To ask the blessings of Your grace

I seen then, in my small one's face

That you have blessed me

All the while

And I stop to kiss

That precious smile

Becoming a Woman

2005-07-02T05:09:00.000+08:00

Matina Weeks

I couldn’t have been more than fifteen or sixteen. Sitting in the corner of the living room with a couple of high school friends and gabbing away, I dropped the comment, “Well, for me, I definitely don’t want to ever have kids.”

“Matina! How could you say that?” my mom interjected from across the room. Oh gosh, I thought, I didn’t think she was listening. “Don’t you know what it means to be a true woman?” she went on, as I tuned her out and rolled my eyes to save face in front of my girlfriends. “OK mom, whatever…”

But that phrase kept haunting me. I knew for sure that I didn’t want to do what I saw all of the women around me doing: getting married and having baby after baby with no time left over for themselves. I was going to go somewhere in life, no question about it. I devoted all of my energy to art, spending hours pouring over books of paintings by great masters. On a trip to New York, to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I stumbled across a figure entitled (if I remember rightly) “Mother Earth” – a well-rounded, buxom woman sitting with her broad feet firmly planted on the ground and cradling a small child. I stayed for a long time in front of this sculpture, unable to tear myself away. As I stood there, I felt a little nagging doubt that maybe I was missing something. I was, at the time, ambitious and arrogant, driven, and flirting with an eating disorder. The depth of womanhood represented here shook my little world. My mother’s question echoed in my head.

But it didn’t last long. I was sold on the modern image of womanhood: intelligent, successful, and of course, sexy; and I did all I could to become that way. I left home, went to college, and on the surface I did fine. Underneath, though, even if I hardly dared admit it to myself, my life was in shambles. I was rapidly losing any sense of right or wrong. Addicted to flattery, I flitted from relationship to relationship without a thought for the heartache and torment I was causing. Eventually I came home, broken and confused, and wondering where it had all gone so wrong.

It was then that my mother’s question took on a life of its own. Confronted with my own blatant shallowness, I began to look for answers. Perhaps, I thought, there is something in what my mother was trying to tell me so long ago. How many of us women long for something more than what Madison Avenue—or the local shopping mall—has to offer? How many of us are frustrated with trying to live up to the demands of a society that dictates our lives right down to our body size? How many of us become aggressive and commandeering out of self-defense? Is there another way?

The answers I started getting were no easier than the questions had been. I began to feel that the only truly liberated woman is the one who is open to fulfilling God’s plan for her life. And I was afraid that that was the image of womanhood my mother had been trying to point me to. I felt certain that it would mean loss of control over my life. And once I lost that, what would keep someone from taking advantage of me? After all, I had taken advantage of countless people before….

Over time, I realized that my entire mode of operating would have to change. Being womanly was not a cop-out, something only for those who couldn’t keep it all together. It was the hardest and noblest undertaking that I could imagine. My survival techniques had to be dismantled. For a long time I had suppressed the desire to be a nurturer—to show love—as a threatening one. Vulnerability was never high on my list of sought-after qualities, but now I found myself embracing it rather than rejecting it. I realized that perhaps one of the greatest strengths of a woman lies in her sensitivity and care of other people, not in her control of them.

There were a lot of things I had to unlearn, and at twenty-four I can’t say that I’ve gotten very far. But I have definitely set out on a different road from the one I was taking in high school. I still find myself fighting with the need to assert myself, to win every argument, to run over men who don’t show strong leadership.

Friends have helped me a lot. A close friend confided in me that she can distinctly remember how free and proud she felt when she gave up maintaining her perfect image. “It was so good to step out and know that guys weren’t looking me up and down checking me out. I felt like I had just removed myself from that whole game, and I could finally really relate to people again.” Another friend told me she had decided to live up to the example of her grandmother, and found she needed to give up a lot to do so. “I had to surrender my need to achieve, to be equal with men, to diet. But,” she went on, “in a world where our little girls see no other options than to grow up as submissive, adored objects of desire or aggressive commandeering she-wolfs, I am determined to let them know there is a third way.”

As for me, stepping out of the usual stereotypes hasn’t been easy. I can’t stand aloof and ignore the injustices that gave rise to the notion of feminism and its varied expressions in today’s world. Whether women see themselves as victims or controllers, it doesn’t really make a difference—no one can deny that there is a huge rift between the sexes that needs to be reconciled. But even if it is an unpopular point of view, I think the only way that rift can begin to be healed is if we women recognize that we are not guiltless. We need to change too.

As much as men fail to respect and honor the women around them, we need to see that we fail them too. We need to stop looking at men for what we can get out of them and at how we can wrap them around our fingers. We need to begin to see them as brothers and co-workers. Only then can we demand that they treat us with the same love. And then, perhaps, we will be able to put aside our old fears, and find a new freedom: the freedom to listen to our own consciences, and to become more fully human.

Make every day a Mother's day

2005-06-30T16:06:00.000+08:00

by Angela Renee

The word mother and mothers day are simple, yet powerful little words that you hear all the time especially so around the time of mothers day when everyone seem to be scrambling for ideas to say thank you, you are surely loved and you are appreciated all over again.

But if you would just take time out, you would realize that useful hints were probably being dropped all alone and throughout the year. In fact, with that special day being only a few weeks away, some of your thoughts at this time can range anywhere from what are you going to do for your mother, spouse or other loved one to should it be a product gift or something more personal. If it is the product route, how can it be made more personalized? If it is the gift of time, how can it be made more personal?

Mothers Day for some will be welcomed with feelings of excitement while for others it may be a day of mixed feelings especially so if the mother you will honor has lost a child to tragedy. So that is why whenever you wish to honor someone in your own little way, you should consider where that person may be in their life and then the event. Many people say that it's the thought that counts and yes that's a very good point but so is too know a person and mother's day is no exception.

To give you some examples, consider a single mother who's been struggling to raise her children and doing it all alone in every sense of the word, what would make her day on mother's day? What about a seventy-two year old mother who has raised her children but suddenly took on the new responsibilities of raising her grand children, what would she possibly want or deserve?

Sure a bouquet of flowers or some other last minute gift would be nice and probably get you off the hook but what would that mother really want to do for that special day? Would she want to spend her day filled with family and special friends or have a day of being responsibility free? If you were in that person's shoes, which would you hope that someone would honor you with for mother's day?

You see mothers day or any other day can be made more personal when you put some careful thought into your gift idea. What else would that mother enjoy? What has she wanted to do for a long time? What has she not gotten to experience in her lifetime? How can you really show her she is appreciated?

Even a gift that is accompanied with a carefully written letter or note with meaning can put a smile on a mother's face! Yes, I know this will not work for all moms but that's why in the article it says that YOU need to really know that person. So please just remember it really is the thought that counts especially when you did take some time out to put some thought into your mother's day gift.

Oh, one last thing, I invite you to help every day become a Mother's Day. By the way moms, it is ok to drop hints about how you would like to spend your special day and with hope, your spouse, partner, or other loved one will graciously honor your small request. After all, mother's day on the calendar only comes once a year.

http://www.worlds-best-mothers-guide.com

Moms Are Women First

2005-06-29T18:27:00.000+08:00

by Renee Michaels

I'll bet that most moms forget that!

Being a mom is but one of the many daily roles a mother performs and as this dominates her life, it may be difficult even for her to remember all the woman she is. While she is undoubtedly proud of her contributions to her family, she probably doesn’t have the time and energy to pamper her inner and outer woman.

Mom looks in the mirror, sighs, and wishes she had just ten more minutes to style her hair or apply makeup. She looks at her clothes and wishes for the time to shop for something pretty to add to her wardrobe. Or an hour once a week to take a yoga or exercise class to soothe her spirit.

She puts this thought aside for the 1,001st time, and moves on to do the laundry, wash the dishes, go grocery shopping, prepare meals, pick up the kids at school, drive them to a sports practice or music lesson, or juggles a job outside as well as her mom’s job.

Mom’s the heart and soul of a family, whether she’s married or a single mom. But she’s a woman first, so this Mothers Day, why not give her a unique gift to show you honor all that she is, whether you are her children or husband? Just imagine how her eyes will light up and how delighted she’ll be when she knows her family realizes and cares about a side of her that she has neglected to take care of you.

Husbands can give her a special romantic gift

• Send her a love letter or poem that tells her how you appreciate her as a woman

• Give her sexy lingerie

• Treat her to a day at a spa then take her out to a romantic dinner separate from your family’s Mothers Day celebration

• Give her a “total makeover” and then have a photographer take glamorous photos of her. Buy a frame to prominently display the best photo

• Give her a romantic gift in front of the family so they know how much you love her as a woman. Do a special presentation, what about serenading her with a karaoke tune and handing her your own bouquet of flowers?

Let her know that you still care about her and your relationship apart from the kids. Hey, this is not only for your wife, you’ll receive very sweet dividends from this!

Children can give her “pamper yourself” gifts

• Chip in to buy a gift certificate to a spa, make a homemade banner, “We love our beautiful mom!” and hang on the wall over the dinner table

• Pay for a course that she’s been yearning to take

• What about a gift certificate to her favorite clothing store? With strict orders that she has to use it to buy something only for herself

• She will especially love this one: make up personal chore coupons that she can use to ask for extra chores to be done so she has the time to do something she enjoys or just “quiet” time.

• If your family has a great sense of humor, wrap your Mothers Day gift in a disposable diaper and tell her “You pampered us, now we’re pampering you!

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