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| Don't Ever Stop Dreaming Your Dreams Don't ever be reluctant to show your feelints when you're happy, give in to it. When you're not, live with it. Don't ever be afraid to try to make things better you might be surprised at the results. Don't ever take the weight of the world on your sholders. Don't ever feel threatened by the future, take life one day at a time. Don't ever feel guilty about the past what's done is done. Learn from any mistakes you might have made. Don't ever feel that you are alone there is always someone there for you to reach out to. Don't ever forget that you can achieve so many of the things you can imagine. It's not as hard as it seems. Don't ever stop loving Don't ever stop believing, Don't ever stop dreaming your dreams! |
| You're... My Friend, my companion, through good times and bad my friend, my buddy, through happy and sad, beside me you stand, beside me you walk, you're there to listen, you're there to talk, with happiness, with smiles, with pain and tears, I know you you'll be there, throughout the years!!! |
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| A friend can be like a Teddy BEar to hug and hld when the world has given you all you can bare. I'm glad you are that kind of friend! This is dedicated to all of my friends who continually show me how grateful I am to have you all in my life.. thanks so much for being the best friends you can be!!! Love you all!! |
| Did Anyone Ever Tell You... Just how special you are The light you emit Might even light a star Did Anyone Ever Tell You... How important you make others feel Somebody out here is smiling About love that is so real Did Anyone Ever Tell You... Many times, when they were sad your e-mail made them smile a bit in fact it made them glad For the time you spend sending things and sharing whatever you find there are no words to thank you but somebody thinks you're fine Did anyone ever tell you just how much they love you Well, my dearest friend Today I am telling you I DO! |
| Throughout my pages, I will be supplying some quotes that I have collected over the years.... so I hope you enjoy.... "Ill sweep you off your feet, and make God regret that he left an angel behind" "Just one night in your dreams would be like spending eternity staring at the face of an angel" "I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. Im surrounded by angels, but I call them my best friends." "The angel of love will fill your heart and you will have all you seek to come in time" "One need not look towards the heavens to find an angel for I have one here before me" "Angels were singing, didn't you hear? If only I was listening when they whispered in my ear" "To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is Angelic." |
| Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas figt. He shook his head as he thought, "This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have any money to spend." Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try, there just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran the house hold in their mother's absense. All three of his sisters had alreayd made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it ust wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing. Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddently his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment. As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. his excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he couldn't buy anything with only a dime. He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he coudl help him, Bobby prsented his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on bobby's shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see what I can do for you." As Bobby waited he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The sound of the door closing as the last customer left jolted Bobby back to reality. All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the couter. There before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white lfowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked themup and placed them gently into a long white box. "That will be ten cents young man," the shop owner said reaching his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give him his dime. Could this be true? No one else would give him a hting fo rhis dime. Sensing the boy's relcutance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?" This time he didn't hesitate, and when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was true. WAlking out the door that the owner was holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry Christmas, son." As he returend inside, the shop keeper's wife walked out. "Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?" Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was settng up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the show and watned to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime. When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift. A beared man, whom Inever knew, stopped me on teh street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars. When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and I put together a dozen of my very best roses." The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn't feel so cold at all! |