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Lets see if you read your email
Mar 01, 2008 | 6:06PM
Subject: Lets see if you read your email
What would you do if every time
you wanted someone they would never be there?
What would you do if for every
moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of
sadness?
What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow
and you never got to tell them how you felt?
So, I just wanted to say, even if
I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a
difference in my life.
I look up to you, respect you,
and truly cherish you.
Send this to all your friends, no matter how often
you talk, or how close you are, and send it to the person who sent it to
you.
Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and
tell new friends you never will.
Remember, everyone needs a friend, someday you might
feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort
in knowing somebody out there cares about you and always will.
In t imes of trouble, In times of need, If you are feeling
SAD,
You can count on me.
I will give you a wink,
Until you
smile,
give you a hug,
And stand by your side.
I'll be there for you till the end, I'll always and
forever, be your friend!
INSTANTLY WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS,
YOU MUST SEND IT
TO AT LEAST 10 FRIENDS,
INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO
YOU!
 Me!
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FOUR FRIENDS--MUST READ!!!!!
Mar 01, 2008 | 6:04PM
Subject: FOUR FRIENDS--MUST READ!!!!!
Four friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a party. After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room. Those who remained talked about their kids.
The first guy said, 'My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and now he's the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday.'
The second guy said, 'Darn, that's terrific! My son is also my pride and joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight school to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday.'
The third man said: 'Well, that's terrific! My son studied in the best universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion.'
The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from the restroom and asked: 'What are all the congratulations for?' One of the three said: 'We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. ...What about your son?' The fourth man replied: 'My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub.' The three friends said: 'What a shame... what a disappointment.' The fourth man replied: 'No, I'm not ashamed. He's my son and I love him. And he hasn't done too bad either. His birthday was two weeks ago, and he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends.
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MOTHERS
Mar 01, 2008 | 6:01PM
After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.
She said, "I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you."
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
"What's wrong, are you well," she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.
"I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you," I responded "just the two of us." She thought about it for a moment, and t hen said, "I would like that very much."
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting."
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.
After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me.. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.
"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said "Then it's t ime that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you." I agreed.
"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the othe r for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me.
I love you, son."
At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I love you." and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than our family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off until 'some other time.'
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby.... that somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "normal" is history.
Somebody said you can't love the second child as much as you love the first....that somebody doesn't have two or more children.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and
delivery....that somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten...or on a plane headed for military "boot camp."
Somebody said a Mother can stop worrying after her child gets married ....well that somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daug hter-in-law to a Mother's heartstrings.
Somebody said a Mother's job is done when her last child leaves home....that somebody never had grandchildren.
Somebody said your Mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her... that somebody isn't a Mother.
Pass this along to all the "Mothers" in your life and to everyone who ever had a mother.
This isn't just about being a Mother; it's about appreciating the people in your lives while you have them....no matter who that person is.
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle ."
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The Resting place
Feb 08, 2008 | 3:58PM
"The Resting Place" If you can't hear the song. Click Here.
Hello God
Hello, God, are you out there?
Can you hear me?
Are you listenin' any more?
Hello, God, if we're still on speakin' terms,
Can you help me like before?
I have questioned your existence,
My resistance leaves me cold.
Can you help me go the distance?
Hello, God. Hello, hello.
This old world has gone to pieces,
Can we fix it? Is there time?
Hate and violence just increases,
We're so selfish, cruel and blind.
We fight and kill each other,
In your name, defending you.
Do you love some more than others?
We're so lost and confused.
Hello, God, are you out there?
Can you hear us?
Are you listenin' any more?
Hello, God, if we're still on speakin' terms,
Can you help us like before?.
Oh, the free will you have given,
We have made a mockery of.
This is no way to be livin'.
We're in great need of your love.
Hello, God.
(Hello, hello.)
Hello, God, can you grant us,
Love enough to make amends?
(Hello, God.)
Is there still a chance,
That we could start again?
Hello, God, we've learned our lesson.
Dear God, don't let us go.
(Hello, Hello.)
More than ever,
Hello, God. Hello, hello.
Hello, God, we really need you,
We can't make it without you.
(Hello, God.)
We beseech you,
In the name of all that's true.
Hello God, please forgive us,
For we know not what we do.
Hello, God, give us one more chance,
To prove ourselves to you.
Hello, God, (Hello, God.)
Hello, God.
Hello God
Sung by Dolly Parton
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This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
Jan 01, 2008 | 11:04AM
This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."
Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?"
The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked.
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said :
"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us b oys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I! saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom ? ;God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to g ive you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God ! His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
(Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves "When you're down to nothing, God is up to something."
Email this.
Title: This is beautiful ! Try not to cry.
When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.
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HELLO GOD
Jan 01, 2008 | 11:02AM
New Dolly Parton Song,,,,"Hello God
Listen closely and enjoy
Wow is all I can say....................
New Dolly Parton Song - Brace yourself! It's fantastic! - HELLO GOD
I don't know where Dolly Parton is in her walk with God, but this song should be America 's new National Anthiem. The world messed up pretty bad and sometimes I wonder what He must really think. We have shut Him out so many times and so many places.
I hope this touches your heart. It sure touched mine. If it doesn't then just delete it. You don't have to answer back.
IT MAY TAKE A MINUTE FOR THE SOUND BUT WORTH THE WAIT. DO TURN VOLUME UP!
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THIS FOR ME DAD.
Jan 01, 2008 | 10:56AM
HAPPY NEW YEARS IN HEAVEN.
U ARE SADLY MISSED. UNTIL WE MET AGAIN.
LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER......
DEE
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HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL
Jan 01, 2008 | 10:50AM
My New Year's wish for you. . .
May God bless you with joy, peace,
health and prosperity in 2008.
Happy New Year!
Hugs,
Dee
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come take a look
Dec 07, 2007 | 5:36PM
The Battle Hymn of the Republic as produced by a group of High School student musicians and the side to it is a mother led the effort too. It takes but three minutes of your time but it is beautiful.
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What, you ask, is "Butt Dust"?
Dec 01, 2007 | 11:34AM
Read on and you'll discover the joy in a
child's sincere originality. No adult is this creative!!
1. JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister.
After a while he asked: "Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one
for cold milk?"
2. MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she
was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, "If you don't
remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six."
3. STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. "I love you so
much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."
4. BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a pain killer. She tried
in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom
explained it was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes
wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?"
5. SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Please
don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth cough."
6. DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I
cost?"
7. MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and
kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his
dad: "Why is he whispering in her mouth?"
8. CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom
asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with
this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"
9. JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man
named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife
looked back and was turned to salt." Concerned, James ask ed: "What happened
to the flea?"
10. TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather
wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then
asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit your face?"
11. The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget: "Dear Lord," the
minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on
his upturned face. "Without you, we are but dust..." He would have
continued, but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening
leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year
old girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"
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SPEED TRAP.........
Nov 02, 2007 | 1:09PM
This is interesting. Click on whatever state you want and then it will show the city or towns you want to view, click on which one you want to view. See if you know any of them.
SPEED TRAPS - NO JOKE...CHECK IT OUT!
I had no idea this was available to everyone.
Do you know the speed tr aps in your hometown?
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THE NEXT "SURVIVOR" SERIES
Nov 02, 2007 | 1:06PM
THE NEXT "SURVIVOR" SERIES
Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and 3 kids each for six weeks.
Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes.
There is no fast food.
Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of 'pretend' bills with not enough money.
In addition, each man will have to budget in money for groceries each week.
Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time.
Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment, a dentist appointment and a haircut appointment. He must make one unscheduled and inconvenient visit per child to the Urgent Care (weekend, evening, on a holiday or right when they're about to leave for vacation).
He must also make cookies or cupcakes for a social function.
Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside and keeping it presentable at all times.
The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done.
Each father will be required to know all of the words to every stupid song that comes on TV and the name of each and every character on cartoons.
Each man will have to make an Indian hut model with six toothpicks, a tortilla and one marker; and get a 4 year old to eat a serving of peas.
Each man must adorn himself with jewelry, wear uncomfortable yet stylish shoes, keep their nails polished and eyebrows groomed. The men must try to get through each day without snot, spit-up or barf on their clothing.
During one of the six weeks, the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches, and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or slow down from other duties. They must try to explain what a tampon is for when the 6 year old boy finds it in the purse.
They must attend weekly school meetings, church, and find time at least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting.
He will need to read a book to the children each night without falling asleep, and then feed them, dress them, brush their teeth and comb their hair each morning by 7:00. They must leave the home with no food on their face or clothes.
A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the following information: each child's birthday, height, weight, shoe size, clothes size and doctor's name. Also the child's weight at birth, length, time of birth, and length of labor, each child's favorite color, middle name, favorite snack, favorite song, favorite drink, favorite toy, biggest fear and what they want to be when they grow up.
They must clean up after their sick children at 2:00 am and then spend the remainder of the day tending to that child and waiting on them hand and foot until they are
better.
They must have a loving, age appropriate reply to, 'You're not the boss of me'.
The kids vote them off the island based on performance. The last man wins only if... he still has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment's notice.
After you get done laughing, send this to as many females as you think will get a kick out of it and as many men as you think can handle it.
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DADDY, HOW WAS I CONCEIVED
Oct 18, 2007 | 1:47PM
Daddy,how was I conceived?
A little boy went to his father and asked "Daddy, how was I conceived? "
The father answered: "Well son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!
Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I setup a date
via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked intoa secluded
room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive.
As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had use da
firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a
little Pop-Up appeared that said:
Scroll down...You'll love this....
'You got Male!'"
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A TRUE LOVE OF GOD
Oct 07, 2007 | 2:14PM
A man's daughter had asked the local minister
to come and pray with her father.
When the minister arrived,
he found the man lying in bed with his head
propped up on two pillows.
An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow
had been informed of his visit.
'I guess you were expecting me, he said.
'No, who are you?' said the father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked,
'I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew
I was going to show up.'
'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden man.
'Would you mind closing the door?'
Puzzled, the minister shut the door.
'I have never told anyone this,
not even my daughter,' said the man.
'But all of my life I have never
known how to pray.
At church I used to hear the pastor talk about praye r, but it went
right
over my head.'
I abandoned any attempt at prayer,'
the old man continued, '
until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, 'Johnny,
prayer is
just a simple matter
of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest.
'Sit down in a chair;
place an empty chair in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus on the chair.
It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you always'.
'Then just speak to him in the same way
you're doing with me right now.'
'So, I tried it and I've liked it so much
that I do it a couple of hours every day.
I'm careful though . If my daughter saw me talking
to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off
to
the funny farm.'
The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man
to
continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil,
and returned to the church.
Two nights later the daughter called
to tell the minister that her daddy
had died that afternoon.
Did he die in peace?' he asked.
Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock ,
he called me over to his bedside,
told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later,
I found him .
But there was something strange about his death. Apparently, just
before
Daddy died,
he leaned over and rested his head on the chair
beside the bed. What do you make of that?'
The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said,
'I wish we could all go like that.'
Just send this to four people or more,
and do not break this, please.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.*
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.*
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
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A Beautiful Dog Story
Sep 18, 2007 | 2:17PM
Subject: A Beautiful Dog Story If this doesn't pull at your heart, you may want to check and make sure there's still a pulse in there!! > >>>>>>Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you >>>>>>don't and may decide you need one. >>>>>> >>>>>>Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, Lucky. Lucky was a real >>>>>>character. >>>>>>Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would >>>>>>warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky >>>>>>would >>>>>>help himself to whatever struck his fancy. >>>>>> >>>>>>Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing. >>>>>>Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the >>>>>>treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's favorite toys. Lucky always >>>>>>stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his >>>>>>toys stay in the box. >>>>>> >>>>>>It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told >>>>>>her she was going to die of this disease, she was just sure it was >>>>>>fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her >>>>>>shoulders. >>>>>> >>>>>>The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with >>>>>>Lucky. A >>>>>>thought struck her...what would happen to Lucky? Although the >>>>>>three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. >>>>>>If >>>>>>I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand >>>>>>that I >>>>>>didn't want to leave him. The thought made her sadder than thinking >>>>>>of >>>>>>her own death. >>>>>> >>>>>>The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had >>>>>>anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took >>>>>>Lucky >>>>>>for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, >>>>>>whining and miserable. >>>>>> >>>>>>Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived >>>>>>home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to >>>>>>her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her >>>>>>to >>>>>>nap. >>>>>> >>>>>>Luck y stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called. >>>>>>It >>>>>>made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed. When Mary >>>>>>woke >>>>>>for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She couldn't >>>>>>move >>>>>>her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to >>>>>>laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally >>>>>>blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! >>>>>> >>>>>>While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to >>>>>>the >>>>>>basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in >>>>>>life. >>>>>>He had covered her with his love. >>>>>> >>>>>>Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, >>>>>>walking further and further together every night. >>>>>> >>>>>>It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still >>>>>>steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his >>>>>>greatest treasure. >>>>>> >>>>>>Live everyday to the fullest. Remember it is a blessing from God. >>>>>> >>>>>>The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with >>>>>>the >>>>>>most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. >>>>>> >>>>>>They are the ones that care. >>>>>> >>>>>>"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some >>>>>>kind >>>>>>of battle." >>>>>> >>>>>>"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are >>>>>>spiritual >>>>>>beings having a human experience." >> >> > >
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