can anyone hear me?? cause i cant seem to hear myself.....

Sunday, June 25, 2006

An interesting article to share.
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Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they
haven't thought about it, don't have it on their schedule, didn't know it
was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.

I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who
passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back.
From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible.

I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, "How about going
to lunch in a half hour?" She would gas up and stammer, "I can't. I have
clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I
had a late breakfast, It looks like rain." And my personal favorite:
"It's Monday.". She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.

We'll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Steve toilet-trained.
We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet.
We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter,
and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken,
and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of "I'm going to,"
"I plan on," and "Someday, when things are settled down a bit."

When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure
and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her
enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes,
and you're ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip
an elevator for a bungee cord.

My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It's
just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula
and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car
and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home,
I would have died happy.

Now...go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to......not
something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had
only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would
you say? And why are you waiting?

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to
the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight
or gazed at the sun into the fading night? 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? 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? Just call to say "Hi"?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened
gift....Thrown away.... Life is not a race, take it slower.
Hear the music before the song is over.


"Life may not be the party we hoped for...
but while we are here we might as well dance!"

Friday, June 16, 2006

Got this email from a friend. Thought it is pretty meaningful, thus decided to share it with you guys... Mine is already gone, so treasure the chance to be nicer to your mother. As for me, I will try to improve my relationship with my Dad. =)

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When you were 1 year old, she fed and
bathed you. You thanked her by crying all night
long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to
walk. You thanked her by running away when
she called.

When you were 3 years old, she made all your
meals with love. You thanked her by tossing your
food all over on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some
crayons. You thanked her by colouring the walls
in
the house.

When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for
the holidays. You thanked her by plopping into the
nearest pile of mud.

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to
school. You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT
GOING!"

When you were 7 years old, she bought you a
baseball. You thanked her by throwing it through
the next-door neighbour's window.

When you were 8 years old, she handed you an
ice cream. You thanked her by dripping it all over
your shirt.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano
lessons. You thanked her by never even bothering
to practice.

When you were 10 years old she drove you all
day, from school to piano to one birthday
party after another. You thanked her by jumping
out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and
your friends to the movies. You thanked her by
asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned you not
to watch certain TV shows. You thanked her by
waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that
was becoming. You thanked her by telling her she
had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month away at
summer camp. You thanked her by forgetting to
write even a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work,
looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your
bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive
her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance
you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an
important call. You thanked her by being on the
phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high school
graduation. You thanked her by staying out
partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college
tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying goodbye outside the
dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of
your friends.

When you were 20, she asked whether you were
seeing anyone. You thanked her by saying, "It's
none of your business."

When you were 21, she suggested certain
careers for your future. You thanked her by
saying, "I don't want to be like you."

When you were 22, she hugged you at your
college graduation. You thanked her by asking
whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for
your first apartment. You thanked her by telling
your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24, she met your fiance and
asked about your plans for the future. You
thanked her by glaring and growling, "Moo-ther,
please!"

When you were 25, she helped to pay for your
wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply
she loved you. You thanked her by moving
halfway across the country.

When you were 30, she called with some advice
on the baby. You thanked her by telling
her, "Things are different now."

When you were 40, she called to remind you of a
relative's birthday. You thanked her by saying you
were "Really busy right now."

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to
take care of her. You thanked her by reading
about the burden parents become to their children.

And then one day, she quietly died. And
everything you never did came crashing down like
thunder on YOUR HEART.

If you love your mom, don't take advantage of her...