Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle to yourself.



To err is human, so be kind to yourself.  Learn from your
mistakes, but don't dwell on your shortcomings.
Learn from them and go on from there.
And forgive others, for they too are only human.
Be your own best friend and you will Never Walk Alone.




Take others into consideration. How would YOUR fun and games affect them?

 
DEATH OF AN INNOCENT


I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank a soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?  My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.  The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.  Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him.  Mom, I should still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom.  I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.  When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

 
 
 
 

Thanks to Wolfs_sprit and Cit Cat for sending this to be included.
The original author is unknown to me, if you know who
to credit for it, please let me know.



                                    
Be gentle to yourself, and take the time to relax. Stop and smell the roses,
watch an eagle soar, and play in the mud, squish it with your toes.
Be a child again, but above all, Enjoy Life!


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