Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.
So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, THEY'RE amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Sunday, 26 February 2012
if you're gonna love me, love me deeply
if you're gonna break my heart, break it all
if you're gonna care, care for me completely
if you decide to not hold me, just let me fall
if you're gonna stay, stay forever
and if you want to leave, leave it today
if you're gonna change, change for the better
if you're gonna talk, mean what you say
Saturday, 25 February 2012
It’s amazing how at one point in our lives we will be extremely close with someone and then later they will become a complete stranger.
You will pass by them without a word.
Without a single acknowledging look.
This person, who once knew you so well,
who once knew your fears, your desires, your dreams, your past,
is now walking right past you, seeing right through you
The irony of love is loving the right person at the wrong time and having the wrong person when the time is right.
Finding out you love someone right after the person walks out of your life. Sometimes, you think you're already over a person, but when you see them smile at you,
you'll suddenly realize that you're just pretending to be over them just to ease the pain of knowing that you're not.
Sometimes one person is loved too much, and the other is loved too little.
So here's a piece of advice:
Let go when you're hurting too much, give up when love isn't enough, and move on when things aren't like before.
Friday, 24 February 2012
I believe that everything happens for a reason.
People change so that you can learn to let go,
things go wrong so that you apprieciate them when they're right,
you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself,
and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
- Marilyn Monroe
Just because I laugh a lot,
doesn't mean my life is easy.
Just because I have a smile on my face every day,
doesn't mean that somethings not bothering me.
Its just that I choose to move on with the negative in my life,
and keep my head up, instead of dwelling on the past.
You have to get hurt. That’s how you learn.
The strongest people out there,
the ones who laugh the hardest with a genuine smile,
those are the people who have fought the toughest battles.
Because they’ve decided that they’re not going to let anything hold them down, they’re showing the world who’s the boss.
Monday, 13 February 2012
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
Monday, 6 February 2012
You can say sorry a million times,
say I love you as much as you want,
say whatever you want, whenever you want.
But if you’re not going to prove that the things you say are true,
then don’t say anything at all.
Because if you can’t show it, your words don’t mean a thing.
Friday, 3 February 2012
I found the answers in my room:
Roof said: aim high.
Fan said: B cool.
Clock said: every minute is precious.
Mirror said: reflect before you act.
Window said: see the world.
Calender said: B up-to-date.
Door said: push hard to achieve your goals.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness...
You are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.
If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ...
You are ahead of 500 million people in the world.
If you can attend a meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death...
You are more blessed than three billion people in the world.
If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep...
You are richer than 75% of this world.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace ...
You are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
If your parents are still alive and still married ...
You are very rare, even in the United States and Canada.
If you can read this webpage, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.
Take nothing for granted.
Thursday, 2 February 2012
1) STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.
2) GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.
3) MEOW occasionally.
4) STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly
5) SAY -DING at each floor.
6) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
7) STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on."
8) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."
9) WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
10) DROP a pen and wail until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine!"
11) CALL out "Group hug" then enforce it
12.) talk on your cell phone in a Jersey Accent