Dare to Dream / Thursday, August 21, 2008
Recently I watched a movie, Journey To The Center Of The Earth (JTOCE).
A interesting, meaningful and imaginative movie starring by Alyssa Milano, Josh Hutcherson, Brendan Fraser and Anita Briem.
In the movie, Max believed in the book JTOCE which most people dont.
He went missing for years after setting out to a place.
Max's brother, starring by Brendan Fraser, wanted to find him.
Together with Max's son, Fraser is able to find clues related to the Max's missing.
When they traced to the clues, they were accidentally trapped in a cave.
To escape, they went into the cave and later on realised that they had landed to the center of the Earth.
From this movie, I realised that when people reject or object or dont believe you, it is not because of you, it is because of, you believe or do things that are not generally believed or done by most of the people. They will only accept when they see or experience it or when you had succeeded.
Often, when a child is borned, usually he will undergo education then work, marriage and then retirement. Who actually decides this? Who decides for us that we have to wake up and goes to work at 8am everyday until the day of retirement or death? No one but ourselves. We are just following what our parents did, what majority of people did.
Sometimes, things which most people do or believe, it is not necessary always the right/correct/best thing. Thus, it is so important to always open your ears, eyes and brain/mind to think and believe in what you believe and do what you want to do, rather than just being a follower.
You are the director of your own life.
You decides how you lives your life.
You only lives once.
You cant rewind and live again.
Live it and Live it well!
Rule your own life, otherwise your boss will rule your life.
Dare to Dream BIG!!!
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2:22 PM
以前还小时，常常会迷路
不知自己已存在的意义
甚至认为人生也不过如此而已
每天上班下班，周末就休息两天
一直都这样，一直到老然后退休
现在，有了自己的梦想
才看到自己存在的意义
才了解自己想要的是什么
才感到人生是精彩的
相信大家都会有自己的梦想
不管是大大的梦想或是小小的梦想
它都抱负着我们的希望和期望
我有很多个大梦想。。。
我想拥有自己的房子，车子
我想在三十五岁前退休，做自己想做的事
我想环游世界，到世界的各个角落
我想照顾我家人，让父母安享晚年
我想要有很多时间做自己的事，不让时间绑在工作上
我想要学很多东西，不让小时候的遗憾成为一辈子的遗憾
这些梦想，我相信一定能做到
只要一直相信，一直努力。。。
如果你跟我一样，有梦想有理想，有抱负
却不知该怎麽做，那就来找我谈吧
当你听了这机会后。。。
许你会认为这答案不能帮到你
或许你觉得你不需要这机会
但至少你曾为你的梦想踏出第一步
而那些没听过却否认的人，只是在原地踏步
你们只不过不想踏出第一步，完成自己的梦
决定权，一切在于自己
是否要改变，只有自己才能决定
别人不能左右你的想法和决定
自己的梦想只有自己才能够到达
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2:21 PM
一直以来都活在翅膀下，受着保护，从不懂辛苦两个字
现在开始工作才了解工作的辛苦
真怀念以前在学校每天吵吵闹闹的日子
虽然考试期间难熬，至少大家都是互相照顾帮忙
人性，也许已经在这个社会消失
单纯，或许只有小孩才真正拥有
善良，应该已经被大家彻底遗忘
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2:20 PM
看到不想看到的风景
活在不想活在的空间
做着不想做着的事情
跟着不想跟着的时间
走到不想走到的地图
想着不想想的事
听着不想听的话
说着不想说的话
生命变得一点意义都没有
希望有一天能。。。
看到我要的风景
活在我爱的空间
做着爱做的事情
跟着自己的步伐
走到我爱的地图
想着爱想的事
听着爱听的话
说着真心的话
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2:20 PM
最近才觉得人只要开开心心过日子就好
只要笑着，难过或伤心的事总会过去
可是人生难免会有不如意的事
就像今天，一大早就收到不好的消息，这一整天想开心都难
当希望和梦想都落空时，怎么还笑得出？
突然间，又在人生的旅途上迷路
迷迷糊糊地走走停停，不知在寻找什么
我想大概只要用力呼吸，努力生活，克服困难，就能找到自己的路。。。
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2:19 PM
今天遇到小时候认识的叔叔，好久没见了
虽然他已经不认得我，不过他还是记得以前小时候叫宝宝的我
问我是不是宝宝呢，我还愣了一下才回答他
我自己都快不记得这个小名了，好久都没人叫了，哈哈
记得小时候啊，总是肥肥胖胖的
大街小巷的邻居阿姨叔叔都叫我宝宝
呵呵，很可爱的小名吧！
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2:18 PM
不想
不看
不听
不做
不说
睡觉!!!!!
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2:18 PM
迷迷糊糊地...又过了一个月
不知自己到底在干嘛...
啊!!! 笨死了!!
唉..人与人之间真的很难相处
即使是最亲的人也会吵架吧...
或许应该说.. 就因为太亲所以才会吵...
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2:17 PM
生日快乐!~ 二字头了 T_T
谢谢大家~~ hehe..
点给我自己的歌~ 希望大家也喜欢:
祝我生日快乐 温岚
我知道傷心不能改變什麼 那麼 讓我誠實一點 誠實 難免有不能控制的宣洩 只有關上了門 不必理誰
一個人坐在空蕩包廂裡面 手機 讓它休息一夜難 像切歌切掉回憶的畫面 眼淚不能流過十二點
生日快樂 我對自己說 蠟燭點了 寂寞亮了 生日快樂 淚也融了 我要謝謝你給的你拿走的一切
還愛你 帶一點恨 還要時間 才能平衡 熱戀傷痕 幻滅重生 祝我生日快樂
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2:16 PM
曾经以为每件事只要有付出就肯定有所回报
经过了这么多才发现原来不是凡事只要努力过,尽力过,付出过就会成功或得到回报
用功读书并不代表成绩会好
努力工作并不代表会得到上司的赏识
真心对一个人好并不代表他也会真心对你好
爱一个人并不代表他会像你爱他一样地爱着你
生命充满了变数, 很多事都是不一定的
不是每一个付出都会有回报
所以凡事尽力就好, 莫强求...
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2:15 PM
以前有时总会感到心寒
可是不知为什么.. 最近常常感到心寒
是厌倦了生活还是根本都不想活了?
累..是每天都能感觉到的
无奈..是最近常挂在脸上的表情
无力..是最近常有的感觉
无助..是最近常得到的支持
压力 越来越大
生活 也越来越难过
笑容 甚至越来越少
这样的生活不知还要过多久
活了二十年却感觉好像已活了一辈子
不知活到四十岁时是否会觉得已活了两辈子
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2:14 PM
这段日子看了好多分分离离
才发现感情原来如此不堪一击
十多年的感情跟一两个月的感情都一样
都有因为一件微不足道的事而破裂的可能
也许爱真的会变...
曾经在报纸上看到这份文章就被它的题目深深的吸引着
这题目就让人想读下去, 这文章是这样的...
爱会变 陈强华
小朋友正在热恋, 问我: "爱一个人, 就可以爱一辈子不变吗?"
我的答案是: "这绝对是不可能的事."
一直都以为, 爱是会变的. 因为人最善变.
人心, 大概是最难捉摸也最难预估的.
有时候, 也许是一件事, 一个触发, 一个领悟, 就可以改变一个人的思想.
虽然不至于让一个人彻头彻尾转了性子, 却也可能让一个人的行为与之前有了差异.
说不定, 就在这么一秒的瞬间, 你可能更爱情人, 也可能发现到, 好像不那么爱了.
爱是会变的, 然而, 可能变好, 可能变坏.
正因为爱会变, 人必须学着更成熟地去处理自己的心情上的变化;
因为爱会变, 人必须懂得去经营爱情, 让爱历久弥坚.
当你已经尽最大的努力, 却发现爱依然残酷地有了改变, 那么也没有什么好遗憾的了, 反正别人不爱你, 你还可以爱自己.
懂得体认爱的善变, 慢慢学着去适应爱所带来的一切, 当爱随着时间改变时, 你也必须学着随时间而有所成长, 如此一来, 你才能勇敢去面对因为爱所带来的任何冲击.
爱一个人, 是一种当下的感觉. 这一刻的感觉能不能持续到永久, 谁能够很肯定地拍胸脯保证? 这个年头人与人的相遇越来越频繁, 似乎只要一个 "机缘巧合", 就有了相恋的可能. 而也许在相爱以后, 慢慢地发现了彼此的不适合, 渐渐地把爱磨损, 到最后, 不爱了.
我想, 让爱可以恒温地持续下去, 才是真正懂得爱的人. 这是最近的体悟. 与其祈祷不要变, 不如让自己随爱而变, 当爱消退时, 适时地添柴加温; 当爱发烧时, 适当地缓和两人的激情.
所以学着去接受爱是会变的, 敞开心胸去拥抱爱的善变. 那么你将会发现, 不管爱怎样改变, 你都可以保有完整的自我, 不让爱的多变深刻地伤了你.
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2:13 PM
唉...真的不能自由自在的生活吗?
我真的很累, 能不能坐下来休息一下?
一下下就好...
你可不可以不要再替我安排我的生活和行程?
任何事情都有我的份...我不想管这么多....
我只有两个肩膀, 能负担的事情有限..
你自己的事...请你自己解决..
我也会有我自己的烦恼和问题..我也会自己解决..
我不是神, 我是人, 不能决定很多事, 也没有这么多时间...
我也会累的, 一天的24小时都不够我用, 哪来的时间管这么多?
自己的事情自己做自己管自己决定, 我不能决定每一件事情...
三姑六婆说些什么?
我不在乎, 也不管...
我坚持自己的想法
我坚持自己的做法
我坚持自己的原则
我坚持自己的信念
就算错了, 也是我自己选的, 我不会怨, 也不会恨, 更加不会怪别人...
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2:09 PM
是否我太宠你, 疼你, 把你的生活安排得太好, 让你受到太好的保护?
是否这样才是害你最深?
以前我太宠你, 一直都让着你
结果你变得什么都不会做, 什么都怕
不管什么烂摊子都认为有人会帮你解决
甚至认为我所做的一切都是理所当然
从今天起, 我要换我宠你的方式
我不会再宠你, 疼你, 骂你, 教你, 帮你收烂摊子, 和安排你的生活
因为你不是我妈和爸, 也不是我的孩子, 我也不靠你赚钱吃饭
因为你不是我的责任, 也不是我的未来, 我的世界也不会因你而停止
但是你的未来和世界却会因你而停止
书读不好, 交上坏朋友, 有不良习惯, 甚至做坏事
没有人会怪你, 责备你, 骂你
因为那是你自己的行为, 你得自己负责
因为你对不起的人不是别人而是你自己
因为你已不是个小孩
因为已没有人会再帮你解决
因为…这世界上没有理所当然
也许现在你会恨我, 怨我, 讨厌我, 我却不会后悔这样做
因为我相信将来你就会知道我现在在说什么
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2:09 PM
如果我们不曾经相遇,悲伤会不会就淡一点, 眼泪就少一些, 快乐... 也就会少一些?
两个人的相遇是否, 是好是坏,我不知道, 也不清楚...
但我相信两个人的相遇一定都有一个理由…
无论这理由是好是坏,我相信紧紧牵着这理由的是一份缘分…
两个人的相遇可能有过快乐,欢笑,幸福, 甚至痛苦,羡慕,生气,眼泪,悲伤,怨恨,猜疑,妒嫉.. 但却从都没有孤单寂寞吧..
爱和恨是邻居, 所以有时走错了门也不知…
如果你曾怨恨过, 也悲伤过,那一定是由很深很深的爱所产生的…
不管是家人,朋友,亲戚,爱人或同学, 和他们的相遇和在一起的时光是否,是好还是坏,是快乐的或悲伤的,它都是一种缘分一个回忆一个经历一个经验一个学习过程.
如果我们不曾经相遇, 那会不会就有更好的结局?
我不知道, 也不清楚, 因为我们已经相遇…
但若你问我, 是否后悔这段相遇…
我可以很确定地说, 我不后悔, 也很感谢那些曾经这我人命的道路上留下脚印的人…
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2:07 PM
幸福快乐不是必然的, 也更不是永远的
幸福快乐不是必然的,当然也不是永久的.
人在世上是否就是为了寻找属于自己的幸福快乐?
知足的人, 容易满足, 也容易得到属于自己的幸福快乐.
那勇于追逐自己的幸福快乐的人是否也能得到?
幸福快乐不是必然的,当然也不是永久的.
幸福快乐是否真容易得到?
幸福快乐是否都会不经意地建筑在别人的痛苦上?
得到了自己想要的幸福快乐, 是否就是真正能让自己感到幸福快乐?
幸福快乐不是必然的,当然也非理所当然.
幸福快乐是否就是得到爱情.友情,亲情和事业?
如果你已找到属于自己的幸福快乐, 那就好好地珍惜吧, 别让它从手里溜走.
如果你还没找到属于自己的幸福快乐, 那就好好努力吧, 我相信任何一个人都会有得到属于自己幸福快乐的权力.
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2:05 PM
hmm after leaving RSS for 2 yrs, suddenly rmb when Mrs Liau said on the graduation day...
A person and pencil r da same..
A pencil shld haf da followings:
allow people to hold
cannot lose lead because it's most important
can be corrected using an eraser
muz withstand sharpening
cannot let the pencil break
A person should haf these quanlities as well~ ^^
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2:00 PM
hmm..came across this meaningful article in my mailbox today..
juz wanna share this article wif everyone.. =)
Thanks for your time - that's most important in my life
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday."Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days."Jack, did you hear me?""Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said."Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him."I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said."He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business
if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He
had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly."What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked. "The box is gone," he said."What box?" Mom asked. "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All
he'd ever tell me was the thing I value most," Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it."Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,"
Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day ¡¤ Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read.Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life."A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes,! Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely
etched casing, he unlatched the cover.Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! - Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most...was...my time."Jack held the watch for a few minutes then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!""Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away," Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much that they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look; you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exist, loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
13. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy.
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.
To everyone who read this: "Thank you for your time."
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2:00 PM
You may feel emotionally stuck, Hazel. Perhaps you feel as if your sensitive, loving nature is not fully appreciated by the people around you. The atmosphere of the day is fast-paced and lively, while you would rather sit at home and relax. Your best strategy for the day is to simply sit at home and do nothing. Why can no one appreciate this request? Why can no one else see that doing nothing is really doing something - relaxing. Don't let someone talk you into something you don't want to do.
haha..found this para at msn horoscope today
it's soooo accurate
i just wanna stay at home and do nothing
but realli no one can appreciate this request
aniway, wad a tiring week... had been runnning here and there
hmm realli looking 4ward to da gathering this weekend wif ping,raz,kris,eric,zach
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1:58 PM
hmm..have been playing this game since last year
thru this game, i have learnt alot of things and noe sum gd frens
i've been tinking of quitting since june..
lotsa memories~ cant bear to quit >.<>
this is probably da most romantic and beautiful thing i saw in maple.. see da photos..and note da hidden msg..
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1:55 PM
haix. 2nd day of sch. i felt so restless.
plently things for me to do yet i dun feel like doing anything at all.
r those ppl ard me too demanding? Or m i juz being unreasonable?
m i juz being ridiculous? Or m i juz being selfish?
m i too unreasonable or demanding to demand for luv, care and concern?
i'm a human too, i'm weak and i need luv, care and concern too, cant u see it?
i've been trying so hard to get ur attention since sec sch, yet i never get em.
well, I'm always the last on ur priority list.
yes..i noe..
it's becoz i noe how to take care of myself.
it's becoz i noe how to go out and go home safely.
it's becoz i noe u r bz and cant alway look after mi.
that's y i tried so hard to learn everything and not to be ur burden
But..I never noe..after i learnt everything, u tink dat i'm independent enuff to be on my own.
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1:54 PM
A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The father waskind of scared so he asked his little daughter, "Sweetheart, pleasehold my hand so that you don't fall into the river." The little girlsaid, "No, Dad. You hold my hand." "What's the difference?" Asked thepuzzled father.
"There's a big difference," replied the little girl. "If I hold yourhand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your handgo. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter whathappens, you will never let my hand go." In any relationship, theessence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.
So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours . .
I painted my dreams at
1:53 PM
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling.
It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me, what do you see?"
"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft.The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked thedaughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity . boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water,it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
"Which are you?" she asked her daughter.
"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"
Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
I painted my dreams at
1:52 PM
A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I don't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat."
"Is the man of the house home?", they asked.
"No", she replied. "He's out."
"Then we cannot come in", they replied.
In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened.
"Go tell them I am home and invite them in!"
The woman went out and invited the men in"
"We do not go into a House together," they replied."Why is that?" she asked.
One of the old men explained: "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointing to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home."
The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How nice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill our home with wealth!"
His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success?"
Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She jumped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!""Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," said the husband to his wife.
"Go out and invite Love to be our guest."
The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest."
Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success: "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?"
The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since you invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!"
I painted my dreams at
1:48 PM
Each year he sent her roses,and the note would always say,I love you even more this year,than last year on this day.My love for you will always grow,with every passing year."
She knew this was the last timethat the roses would appear.She thought, he ordered rosesin advance before this day.Her loving husband did not know,that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,way before the time.Then, if he got too busy,everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems andplaced them in a very special vase.Then, sat the vase besidethe portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours,In her husband's favorite chair.While staring at his picture,and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it wasto live without her mate.With loneliness and solitude,that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour,The doorbell rang, and therewere roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in,and then just looked at them in shock.Then, went to get the telephone,to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him,if he would explain, Why would someone woulddo this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away,more than a year ago,"The owner said,"I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.The flowers you received today,were paid for in advance.Your husband always planned ahead,he left nothing to chance.There is a standing order,that I have on file down here,And he has paid, well in advance,you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing,that I think you should know,He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card thatshould be sent to youthe following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.Her fingers shaking,as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.Then, as she stared in total silence,this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a yearsince I've been gone.I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.I know it must be lonely,and the pain is very real.
Or if it was the other way,I know how I would feel.The love we shared made everythingso beautiful in life.I loved you more than words can say,you were the perfect wife.You were my friend and lover,you fulfilled my every need.I know it's only been a year,but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,even when you shed your tears.That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.When you get these roses,think of all the happiness that we had together,and how both of us were blessed.I have always loved you andI know I always will.But, my love, you must go on,you have some living still.
Please...try to find happiness,while living out your days.I know it is not easy,but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year,and they will only stop,When your door's not answered,when the florist stops to knock.He will come five times that day,in case you have gone out.But after his last visit,he will know without a doubt!To take the roses to the place,where I've instructed himand place the roses where we are,together once again.
Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;Someone who changes your lifejust by being part of it.Someone who makes you laughuntil you can't stop;Someone who makes you believethat there really is good in the world.Someone who convinces youthat there really is an unlocked doorjust waiting for you to open it.
I painted my dreams at
1:43 PM