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Post by Gerda on Sept 30, 2007 13:43:04 GMT
If we really want to love we must learn how to forgive - Mother Teresa
If I cannot forgive myself For all the blunders That I have made Over the years, Then how can I proceed? How can I ever Dream perfection-dreams? Move, I must, forward. Fly, I must, upward. Dive, I must, inward, To be once more What I truly am And shall forever remain. - Sri Chinmoy
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Post by think2create on Sept 30, 2007 15:29:27 GMT
Gerda,
That was sooo beautiful....It's one of those that I would like to memorize.
Thank you for your friendship.
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.- Charlotte Bronte
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Post by think2create on Oct 2, 2007 5:18:08 GMT
24 Things to remember and 1 thing to never forget
Your presence is a present to the world. You're 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'll make it through whatever comes along. Within you are so many answers. Understand, have courage, be strong.
Don't 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, your prize.
Nothing wastes more energy than worrying. The longer one carries a problem the heavier it gets. Don't 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 Treasures are people ... together.
Realize that it's never too late. Do ordinary thing in an extraordinary way. Have health and hope and happiness. Take the time to wish upon a star. And don't ever forget... for even a day ... how very special you are. Author: Colin McCart
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Post by think2create on Oct 3, 2007 2:36:39 GMT
A SMILE
A SMILE costs nothing, but gives much* It enriches those who receive, without making poorer those who give* It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever* None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it*
A SMILE creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in business, and is the countersign of friendship* It brings rest to the weary, cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and it is nature's best antidote for trouble* Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away*
Some people are too tired to give you a SMILE* Give them one of yours, as none needs a SMILE so much as he who has no more to give.
*~*Author Anonymous*~*
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Post by think2create on Oct 5, 2007 2:27:02 GMT
Something to Ponder upon. The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know. Old Age, I decided, is a gift. I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I don't agonize over those things for long. I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, and my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avant-garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60&70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will. I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong. So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it) anonymous author
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Post by think2create on Oct 10, 2007 8:45:14 GMT
GIFT OF A REAL FRIEND
A friend is a living treasure, and if you have one, you have one of the most valuable gifts in life.
A friend is the one who will always be beside you, through all the laughter, and through each and every tear.
A friend is the one thing you can always rely on; the someone you can open up to; the one wonderful person who always believes in you in a way that no-one else seems to.
A friend is a sanctuary. A friend is a smile.
A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no where you are, no matter how close or far apart you may be.
A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart.
A friend is the one door that is always open.
A friend is the one to whom you can give your key.
A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be
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Post by think2create on Oct 19, 2007 2:09:03 GMT
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Post by Gerda on Oct 20, 2007 8:22:17 GMT
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Oleta
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*~God Bless You All~*
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Post by Oleta on Oct 20, 2007 21:09:26 GMT
Very well said, Gerda! It's always a good day when we have God leading us through it. ~ God Bless You~ Oleta
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Post by Pinky on Oct 31, 2007 0:59:24 GMT
this was emailed to me from My friend Lori In Wisconsin
Dog's Purpose, from a 4-year-old
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for four-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for he last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.
Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion.
We sat together for a while after Belker's death,wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.
He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn stuff like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.
Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. Make it a good one!
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Post by delphine on Oct 31, 2007 7:42:24 GMT
That is so very true!
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Post by angelwings13 on Oct 31, 2007 12:25:44 GMT
Everyone, all these touch the heart and are so true... Dank je and thank you for sharing them...
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