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10 Points to Maintain Friendship* 1. FOCUS ON WHAT YOU CAN GIVE TO A FRIEND, NOT WHAT YOU CAN GET OUT OF A FRIENDSHIP. - If being happy is your only motive for wanting someone to be your friend, then you are not being a real friend. Don't get caught up in keeping tabs on who has given most in the friendship. Give to your friends regardless of how much they give to you. 2. ENCOURAGE YOUR FRIEND. - Real friends inspire and push each other to be the best that they can be, rather than drag each other down. They are happy when other people achieve their goals. 3. BE WILLING TO FORGIVE. - Don't let hurt turn to grudge. This is one sure way to destroy a friendship. Forgive your friend and move on. 4. TACTFULLY POINT OUT THEIR MISTAKES. - This is one way to show concern for others. If you really care, you will tactfully point out a specific example for his own good. But once you've brought the problem to your friend's attention, don't harp on it all the time. Don't walk away from a friendship when you see some of your friend's faults. Be patient with a friend as he or she tries to change. Realize that nobody is perfect. 5. BE RELIABLE. - When you say you are going to be there, be there. 6. DON'T TRY TO CONTROL YOUR FRIENDS. - Real friendship does not mean you always have to be together. It may be tempting to have a fun person all to yourself, and feel threatened when your friend spends time with others. If you are afraid to let your friends out of your sight, you are probably afraid of losing them. Good friendship will endure time spent apart. You and your friends may learn to appreciate each other even more. 7. BE THERE FOR THE GOOD AND THE BAD TIMES. - Celebrate with them if your friends are excited about something. But don't be there just for the good times. When your friend is upset about something, give them your full attention. Most of the time, what friends really need is a sympathetic ear, someone who understand their feelings. 8. LEARN TO ACCEPT PERSONALITY DIFFERENCES IN YOUR FRIENDS. - Be careful not to evaluate other people by how you react in a particular situation. Do not automatically take your friends' behaviour personally. 9. DON'T BE A BLABBERMOUTH. - Learn and be willing to keep each other's secrets. 10.DON'T LET ARGUMENTS DESTROY YOUR FRIENDSHIP. - Suppose you're having a discussion with a friend and after you've said what you think is true, they still disagree. Don't keep arguing until you get mad with each other. Just drop it. Your desire to win the argument may ruin your friendship. (¨`·.·´¨) Always `·.¸(¨`·.·´¨) Keep (¨`·.·´¨ )·´ Smiling! `·.¸. ·´ Author Unknown xxxxx |
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THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS by Clement Clarke Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night." | | | | | | | |
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May you get a clean bill of health from your dentist, your cardiologist, your gastro-enterologist, your urologist, your proctologist, your podiatrist, your psychiatrist, your plumber and the I.R.S.
May your hair, your teeth, your face-lift, your abs and your stocks not fall; and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol, your white blood count and your mortgage interest not rise.
May New Year's Eve find you seated around the table, together with your beloved family and cherished friends. May you find the food better, the environment quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much more fulfilling than anything else you might ordinarily do that night.
May what you see in the mirror delight you, and what others see in you delight them. May someone love you enough to forgive your faults, be blind to your blemishes, and tell the world about your virtues.
May the telemarketers wait to make their sales calls until you finish dinner, may the commercials on TV not be louder than the program you have been watching, and may your check book and your budget balance - and include generous amounts for charity.
May you remember to say "I love you" at least once a day to your spouse, your child, your parent, your siblings; but not to your secretary, your nurse, your masseuse, your hairdresser or your tennis instructor.
And may we live in a world at peace and with the awareness of God's love in every sunset, every flower's unfolding petals, every baby's smile, every lover's kiss, and every wonderful, astonishing, miraculous beat of our heart, ~Author Unknown~ | | |
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***THE GIFT OF LETTING GO*** LETTING GO does not mean to stop caring—it means not to take responsibility for someone else. LETTING GO is not to enable others—it’s to allow learning from natural consequences. LETTING GO is to admit my own powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. LETTING GO is not to try to change or blame others—but to make the most of myself. LETTING GO is not to care for—but to care about. LETTING GO is not to fix—but to be supportive. LETTING GO is not be in the middle arranging—but to be on the sidelines, cheering. LETTING GO is not to be protective—it’s to permit another to face reality. LETTING GO is not to deny—but to accept. LETTING GO is not to nag, scold, or argue—it is to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. LETTING GO is not to adjust everything to my desires—but to take each day as it comes, and cherish myself in it. LETTING GO is not to criticize and regulate others—but to grow and live for the future. LETTING GO is to fear less, and love more. |
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~~~~ When Children Learn ~~~~
When children learn that happiness is not found in what a person has but in who that person is...
When they learn that giving and forgiving are more rewarding than taking and avenging...
When they learn that suffering is not eased by self-pity, but overcome by inner resolve and spiritual strength...
When they learn that they can't control the world around them, that they are the masters of their own soul...
When they learn that relationships will prosper if they value friendship over ego, compromise over pride, and listening over advising...
When they learn not to hate a person whose difference they fear, but to fear that kind of hate...
When they learn that there is pleasure in the power of lifting others up, not in the pseudo power of pushing them down...
When they learn that praise from others is flattering but meaningless if it not matched by self-respect...
When they learn that the value of a life is best measured not by the years spent accumulating possessions, but by the moments spent giving of one's self-sharing wisdom, inspiring hope, wiping tears, and touching hearts...
When they learn that a person's beauty is seen not with eyes but with the heart; and that even though time and hardships may ravage one's outer shell, they can enhance one's character and perspective...
When they learn to withhold judgment of people, knowing everyone is blessed with good and bad qualities, and the emergence of either often depends on the help given or hurt inflicted by others...
When they learn that every person has been given the gift of a unique self, and purpose of life is to share the very best of that gift with the world...
When children learn these ideals and how to practice them in the art of good living, they will no longer be children - they will be blessings to those who know them, and worthy models of the world. Author Unknown |
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~~~~ A REAL HOME ~~~~
A REAL HOME is a playground. Beware of the house where no rough-housing is allowed and no cries of glee are heard.
A REAL HOME is a workshop. Pity the child who is unfamiliar with wrenches and hammers, knitting needles, thread, screwdrivers and saws.
A REAL HOME is a forum. Honest, open discussion of life's great problems belongs originally and primarily in the family circle.
A REAL HOME is cooperative. Households flourish in peace when the interest of each is the interest of all.
A REAL HOME is a school. Many of life's most important and lasting lessons are learned here, both early in life and later on.
A REAL HOME is a temple, where people are loved and respected and where life is appreciated, in the recognition that life in all its parts is a gift of God, with our family being our personal and most precious gift. |
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MY ONE TRUE FRIEND And now, is it too late to say How you made my life so different in your quiet way? I can see the joy in simple things, A sunlit sky and all the songs we used to sing.
I have walked and I have I prayed. I could forgive and we could start again. In the end, You are my one true friend.
For all, all the times you closed your eyes, Allowing me to stumble or to be surprised, By life, with all its twists and turns. I made mistakes, you always knew that I would learn.
And when I left, its you who stayed. You always knew that I'd come home again. In the end, You are my one true friend.
Though love may break, it never dies. It changes shape, through changing eyes. What I denied, I now can see. You always were the light inside of me.
I know, I know, I know, I know it was you.
I have walked and I have I prayed. I could forgive and we could start again. In the end, you are my one true friend.
My one true friend. I always, always knew, I always knew that it was you, My one true friend. |
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A Week After Christmas ================
'Twas the week after Christmas, and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse. The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt And prepared once again to do battle with dirt
I said to myself, as I only can "You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!"
So away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished "Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie - not even a lick. I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!
~Author Unknown~
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THINGS A CAT MUST REMEMBER My human will never let me eat her pet hamster, and I am at peace with that. I will not puff my entire body to twice its size for no reason after my human has finished watching a horror movie. I will not slurp fish food from the surface of the aquarium. I must not help myself to Q-tips, and I must certainly not proceed to stuff them down the sink's drain. I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs, then come home and puke them up so the humans can see that I'm getting plenty of roughage. I will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night snacks. I will not drag dirty socks up from the basement in the middle of the night, deposit them on the bed and yell at the top of my lungs so that my human can admire my "kill." I will not perch on my human's chest in the middle of the night and stare into her eyes until she wakes up. We will not play Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti over any humans' bed while they're trying to sleep. I will not intrude on my human's candle-lit bubble bath and singe my bottom. I will not stick my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do, I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the rubber cement out of my fur. When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of the house. It is not necessary to check every door. I will not swat my human's head repeatedly when she's on the family room floor trying to do sit ups. When my human is typing at the computer, her forearms are *not* a hammock. Computer and TV screens do not exist to backlight my lovely tail. The goldfish likes living in water and should be allowed to remain in its bowl. A warm pepperoni pizza is not a good place for a nap. |
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