When you are around
I feel I can take on the
World

When you speak
I Feel every word you
Speak

When you move
I feel every movement
You make

When you touch my hand
I feel that I can fly or just
Go on for miles

When your heart beats
I feel everyone of your
Heartbreaks

When you laugh
I can hear the tension in
Your voice

When you leave
my heart anticipates
The moment you will return

Written & Submitted By:
Babygirl_4_lyfe

Music © Author Unknown

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by.

The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.

When the carpenter finished his work and the builder came to inspect the house, the contractor handed the front-door key to the carpenter. “This is your house,” he said, “my gift to you.”

What a shock! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had built none too well.

So it is with us. We build our lives in a distracted way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realized, we would have done it differently.

Think of yourself as the carpenter. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity. The plaque on the wall says, “Life is a do-it-yourself project.”

Who could say it more clearly? Your life today is the result of your attitudes and choices in the past. Your life tomorrow will be the result of your attitudes and the choices you make today.

© Author Unknown

Please pass this piece of wisdom to at least 10 people.

There may be days when you get up in the morning and things aren’t the way you had hoped they would be.

That’s when you have to tell yourself that things will get better. There are times when people disappoint you and let you down.

But those are the times when you must remind yourself to trust your own judgments and opinions, to keep your life focused on believing in yourself.

There will be challenges to face and changes to make in your life, and it is up to you to accept them.

Constantly keep yourself headed in the right direction for you. It may not be easy at times, but in those times of struggle you will find a stronger sense of who you are.

So when the days come that are filled with frustration and unexpected responsibilities, remember to believe in yourself and all you want your life to be.

Because the challenges and changes will only help you to find the goals that you know are meant to come true for you.

Keep Believing in Yourself

© Author Unknown

Music © Margi Harrell

Love… in Sickness & in Health

The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he’d told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg. It had been a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark.

Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again.

Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mark’s need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn’t working. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But she was still so fragile, so angry how would she react?

Just as he predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. “I’m blind!” she responded bitterly. “How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you’re abandoning me.”

Mark’s heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it.

And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat.

Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, and his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday… Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself.

On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, “Boy, I sure do envy you. “

Susan wasn’t sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, “Why do you say that you envy me?”

The driver responded, “It must feel good to be taken care of and protected like you are.”

Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again asked, “What do you mean?”

The driver answered, “You know, every morning for the past week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches until you enter your office building.

Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady.”

Author Unknown

I will walk with you and hold your hand
When you have a bad day I will understand
When the storms come as they often do
Like the sun that always comes shining through
I promise I will be right along side you.

Like a rainbow that shines through the summer rain
My love will surround you when you feel pain
I promise I will never ever go away
In your life I shall always want to stay
In your yesterdays, tomorrows, and all your todays.

Written & Submitted By:
© Karen Kelley

Music: ‘Here to Comfort You’ © Bruce DeBoer

You are friendly, kind and caring
Sensitive, loyal and understanding
Humorous, fun, secure and true
Always there… yes that’s you.

Special, accepting, exciting and wise
Truthful, and helpful, with honest
beautiful eyes
Confiding, forgiving, cheerful and bright
Yes that’s you… not one bit of spite.

You’re one of a kind, different from others
Generous, charming, but not one that smothers
optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game
But not just another… in the long chain.

Appreciative, warm and precious like gold
Our friendship won’t tarnish or ever grow old
You’ll always be there, I know that is true
I’ll always be here…. always for you.

Written By: Author Unkwon
Submitted By: latinadiva

Music © Bernd Krueger

Buy ‘Little Tenderness‘ © Dona Gelsinger – Click Here

Angels are ever all around us
And with love they do surround us.
When my heart is sore in need
The Angels come, my soul to feed.
They come to me from up above
and sing in whispers of Love.
When in my heart I feel a tug
I know that it’s an Angels’ hug.

Author Unknown – Submitted By: Lori S.

Here’s an Angel’s Hug just for you!

Music © Author Unknown

Just like a rose
So precious and rare
Is the forever friendship
The two of us share.

Planted with kindness
It’s warmed by the sun
Of caring and sharing
Laughter and fun.

It’s grounded in trust
And nurtured in love
With a sprinkling of grace
From God up above.

Tears of sadness and joy
Like dew
Renew this friendship
I share with you.

And in the heart’s garden
We find the room
To be ourselves
To grow and to bloom.

A blessing of beauty
Unsurpassed
Our friendship’s a flower
That will always last.

Author Unknown – Submitted By: Pam S.

Music © Author Unknown

My friend, I will never let you down
I will put a smile where there was a frown.
When trouble comes, I will be right there
you will find that I truly care.

I will be someone on whom you can depend
Not just for a time, but until the end
I will be strong, when you are weak…
your secrets, I intend to keep…

I’ll be there for the laughter and the tears.
As our friendship continues to grow
through the years.

Author Unknown

Music © Author Unknown

For Times When I Can’t Be There
To Give You A Hug

Or To Let You Know I Care
When You’re Feeling A Little Bummed
I’ve Requested That The Hugging Angel
Find It’s Way To You

To Do A Special Deed For Me
That I’m Too Far Away To Do

So If You Feel The Flutter
Of An Angel’s Wing
Brush You On The Shoulder

Don’t Be Alarmed
Just Remember
It’s A Special Hug From Me

Author Unknown – Submitted By: Rose S.

Music © Author Unknown