What can love do?

What can love do? It can do wonders!! Here's an example..
In order to renovate the house, someone in Japan tear open the wall. Japanese houses normally have a hollow space between the wooden walls. When tearing down the walls, he found that there was a lizard stucked there because a nail from outside hammered into one of its feet.

He sees this, feels pity and at the same time curious, as when he checked the nail, it was nailed 10 years ago when the house was first built. What happened? The lizard has survived in such position for 10 years!?!! In a dark wall partition for 10 years without moving, it is impossible and mind boggling. Then he wondered, how this lizard survived for 10 years without moving a single step - since its feet was nailed!

So he stopped his work and observed the lizard, what has it been doing and what has it been eating? Later, don't know from where appears
another lizard, with food in its mouth... AHHH! He was stunned and touched deeply. For the lizard that was stucked by nail, another lizard
has been feeding it for the past 10 years...*sob* Such a love, such a beautiful love!! Such love happened even on this tiny creature...
What can love do? It can do wonders!!

Love can do miracles!!Imagine it has been doing it for a tiredsome 10 yrs,without giving up hope on its partner. Imagine what a small creature can do that a creature blessed with the brilliant mind can't. As the technology advances, our access to information become faster
and faster. But the distance between human beings, was it getting closer as well?

NEVER ABANDON YOUR LOVED ONES. Share this story with everyone that has touched your life and make you grow and understand and feel more about your life. Share it with everyone!
May everyone be loved...

A quote from Cae Hiew: "Love makes your heart young again and magically erase all your wrinkles."

So, stop fighting, start loving

Salty coffee (-: :-(

He met her on a party.She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end the party, he invited her to have coffee with him,she was surprised,but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop,he was too nervous to say anything,she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home....suddenly he asked the waiter:"would you please give me some salt?i'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange!His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.She asked him curiously: Why you have this strange hobby?

He replied: "When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now evrytime i have the salty coffee, i always think of my childhood, think of my hometown,I miss my home town so much, i mmiss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes.
She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home , cares about home,has responsibility of home.Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown,her childhood,her family.That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm,careful.He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life.....And, every time she made the coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee as she knew thats the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This is the only lie I said to you--The salty coffee.Remember the first time we dated?I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but said salt. It was hard for me to change so i just went ahead. I never thoght that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell u the truth many times in life, but i was too afraid to do that, as i have promised not to lie to you for anuthing. Now i m dying, I afraid of nothing so i tell u the truth: I dont like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.But i have had the salty coffee for whole my life! Since I knew you, I have never feel sorry for anything I do for you.

Having You with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, Still want to know you and have you for my whole life, Even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, Someone asked her: Whats the taste of Salty Coffee?Its sweet. She replied.

Love is not to forget.
But to forgive
Not to c but understand
Not to hear but to listen
Not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!!

True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

I hope you enjoy this, it was too beautiful not to send out:

It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman, in his 80's, presented to have sutures (stitches) removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had a doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for awhile and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease.

As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him. "And you still going every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said.. "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

"True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be".

to my luving sister ...

Take time to read it, maybe you will help prevent someone drunk to go driving.

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself,” It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go. Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"

The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear." Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look
around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to. "It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this
Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.He then told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me." I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy,
"What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?" "Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money. The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money."

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me." "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose." "You know, my mummy loves white rose."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away. I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to that day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.

evr luving frnd..!

10th Grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so-called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't! want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th Grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, So I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she were mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home.
She looked at me, said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want!! to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year
One fine day she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, "has not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, We made a promise that if neither of us had dates, We would go together just as 'best friends'. So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to now that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why

Graduation.
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get higher diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- 'you're ! my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Marriage.
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That ! girl is getting married now. and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came!'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Death.
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had written in her high school years. This is what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know i t. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!
.......'I wish I did too...'

I thought to my self, and I cried.
Do yourself a favour, tell her(him) you love Her(him). She(he) ! won't be there...................Forever..........!!

A Love Story....

A Love Story . . .
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived:
Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left.

Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat." Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh....Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"

Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!

Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.

Love realizing how much he owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because, only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is . . .