This is so beautiful that I would like to share .....
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You never know when your guardian angel will be there for you so I have to try...
Pay attention to what you read.
Here goes:
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.
Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.
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.
I wonder what mine will be.
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Pass it on and may God bless you and your family.
Tuesday 20 May 2008
Walking Away ....
Handle every stressful situation like a dog.
If you can't eat it or hump it.
Piss on it and walk away.
If you can't eat it or hump it.
Piss on it and walk away.
My Neighbour's Cats
There are two fat cats but I do not know which species they belong to.
In particular, a white cat.
Sometimes I find her in the living room eyeing the fish in the fish tank and I say 'No kitty, that's not your dinner'.
She will escape through the living room.
But oh boy, she is one smart Alec.
She will re-enter the house through the utility room, kitchen, passage way and re-enter the living room.
Should I encounter her at the entrance of the living room, she walks away nonchalantly as if 'tomorrow will be another day'.
I actually have to laugh at her demeanour.
Other times, she escapes when she sees me walking into the room.
Next thing I know she will be pawing at the patio door wishing to get at the fish tank.
Other times, I find her in the garden ... meow meow she says to me and in reply I say 'You are not having my fish for dinner'.
I love eating fish and usually cook for myself but the kitty has stolen many meals from my kitchen while my back was turned.
HBH reminds me to close the utility door or kitchen door before I go to bed but the tendency to forget is great as I enjoy fresh air in the house.
It's to the cats' benefits for they will ransack our dust bin for food.
I am allergic to cats; medically proven, and it irritates my nose uncontrollably, yet I cannot bring myself to be mean to the cats.
What would you do in my position?
Thanks.
In particular, a white cat.
Sometimes I find her in the living room eyeing the fish in the fish tank and I say 'No kitty, that's not your dinner'.
She will escape through the living room.
But oh boy, she is one smart Alec.
She will re-enter the house through the utility room, kitchen, passage way and re-enter the living room.
Should I encounter her at the entrance of the living room, she walks away nonchalantly as if 'tomorrow will be another day'.
I actually have to laugh at her demeanour.
Other times, she escapes when she sees me walking into the room.
Next thing I know she will be pawing at the patio door wishing to get at the fish tank.
Other times, I find her in the garden ... meow meow she says to me and in reply I say 'You are not having my fish for dinner'.
I love eating fish and usually cook for myself but the kitty has stolen many meals from my kitchen while my back was turned.
HBH reminds me to close the utility door or kitchen door before I go to bed but the tendency to forget is great as I enjoy fresh air in the house.
It's to the cats' benefits for they will ransack our dust bin for food.
I am allergic to cats; medically proven, and it irritates my nose uncontrollably, yet I cannot bring myself to be mean to the cats.
What would you do in my position?
Thanks.
Every day in your life is a special occasion ...
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A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:
'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.'
He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.
'She got this the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago.
She has never put it on, was saving it for a special occasion.
Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died.
He turned to me and said:
'Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion'.
I still think those words changed my life.
Now I read more and clean less.
I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.
I spend more time with my family, and less at work.
I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through.
I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day... I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.
I don't save my special perfume for special occasions; I use it whenever I want to.
The words 'Someday...' and 'One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary.
If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.
I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell.
I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.
She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.
I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favourite food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.
I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters..... that I wanted to write
'One of these days'.
I would regret and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brother and sisters, son and daughters, not times enough at least, how much I love them.
Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives.
And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day.
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
If you are reading this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about.
If you're too busy to share this with other people and you say to yourself that you will send it 'One of these days', remember that 'One day' is far away... or might never come...
No matter if you're superstitious or not, spend some time reading it.
It holds useful messages for the soul.
Unquote:
Don't keep this message, pass it on …………..
A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:
'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.'
He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.
'She got this the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago.
She has never put it on, was saving it for a special occasion.
Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died.
He turned to me and said:
'Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion'.
I still think those words changed my life.
Now I read more and clean less.
I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.
I spend more time with my family, and less at work.
I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through.
I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day... I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.
I don't save my special perfume for special occasions; I use it whenever I want to.
The words 'Someday...' and 'One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary.
If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.
I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell.
I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.
She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.
I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favourite food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.
I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters..... that I wanted to write
'One of these days'.
I would regret and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brother and sisters, son and daughters, not times enough at least, how much I love them.
Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives.
And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day.
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
If you are reading this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about.
If you're too busy to share this with other people and you say to yourself that you will send it 'One of these days', remember that 'One day' is far away... or might never come...
No matter if you're superstitious or not, spend some time reading it.
It holds useful messages for the soul.
Unquote:
Don't keep this message, pass it on …………..
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