A man and woman had been
married for more than 60 years.
They had shared everything.
They had talked about
everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
Old woman had a shoe box in
the top of her closet that she
had
Cautioned her husband never to
open or ask her about. For all of these years, he had never
thought about the box, but one
day the little old woman got
very sick and the doctor said
she would not recover. In trying
to sort out their affairs, the little old man took
Down the shoe box and took it
to his wife's bedside. She
agreed that it was time that he
should know what was in the
box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a
stack of money totaling
$95,000. He asked her about the
contents. 'When we were to be
married,' she said, ' my
grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to
never argue. She told me that
if I ever got angry with you, I
should just keep quiet and
crochet a doll.' The little old man
was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious
dolls were in the box. She had
only been angry with him two
times in all those years of living
and loving. He almost burst
with Happiness. 'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the doll, but
what about all of this money?
Where did it come from?' 'Oh,'
she said, 'that's the money I
made from selling the dolls.'
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Tuesday, 13 March 2012
Monday, 5 March 2012
will you HOLD MA HAND ¿
A little girl and her father were
crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared
so he asked his little daughter:
"Sweetheart, please hold my
hand so that you don't fall into
the river." The little girl said:
"No, Dad. You hold my hand."
"What's the difference?" Asked
the puzzled father.
"There's a big difference,"
replied the little girl.
"If I hold your hand and
something happens to me,
chances are that I may let your
hand go. But if you hold my
hand, I know for sure that no
matter what happens, you will
never let my hand go."
In any relationship, the essence
of trust is not in its bind, but in
its bond. So hold the hand of
the person whom you love
rather than expecting them to
hold yours.
crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared
so he asked his little daughter:
"Sweetheart, please hold my
hand so that you don't fall into
the river." The little girl said:
"No, Dad. You hold my hand."
"What's the difference?" Asked
the puzzled father.
"There's a big difference,"
replied the little girl.
"If I hold your hand and
something happens to me,
chances are that I may let your
hand go. But if you hold my
hand, I know for sure that no
matter what happens, you will
never let my hand go."
In any relationship, the essence
of trust is not in its bind, but in
its bond. So hold the hand of
the person whom you love
rather than expecting them to
hold yours.
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