Love from a Man’s Best Friend

For one reason or another I was checking my Facebook today and I happened to click a link that told a story about a Veterinarian who was wrestling with the decision of whether or not to put down his own dog. His dog was already 15 years old and it was discovered that he had some small internal bleeding that would escalate into a larger issue. At that point there was nothing he really could do for his dog except try to give it some good days before it was his time to go. In the end, he decided to put his dog to sleep in order for him to not feel the pain that was coming.

It was a sad story and the thing is that this happens all the time. It’s one of the worst things about being a pet owner. The realization that one day you might have to make a tough decision like that and potentially will have to see your best friend put to sleep. Honestly, I’m not sure what I would do in that situation. Twix is like a son to us. I know it might sound weird if you haven’t been a pet owner but I think if you have owned any kind of pet whether it was a dog, cat, fish, etc, you get this emotional attachment. Your pet is dependent on you, much like a child would be. In my honest opinion, a pet has the potential to be the most loyal thing in your life.

Twix, for example, is always very happy to see us when we come back home from the store or from shopping. He would always come up to the door with a smile on his face and his tail wagging in all sorts of directions. (Maybe I should take that back, with older age he sometimes can be lazy and just wait for us to get to the bedroom before greeting us). He is dependent on us giving him food, water, and love. He seems to know when we’re having bad days and will cuddle with us when that happens. He can be a troublemaker but you just know that he loves you with all his heart.

It makes me sad to think sometimes that I yelled at Twix. For the times that he’s gotten into the trash or barked like a crazy dog at other pets. There were plenty of times but you know thinking about it.. it’s probably not fair to Twix. You have to be able to shrug things off sometimes. You just have to because you never know when that day will come that your friend isn’t by your side.

It might be bold of me to say this but maybe we all need to be more like dogs. Maybe we need to have that unwavering loyalty. Maybe we need to be happy every day and be grateful to see another day. Maybe we need to know when to comfort someone and be there to do that.

Maybe we need to love like a dog.

I think that’s what we need in our everyday life. More love. More smiles. More loyalty. That’s what makes this life worth living. That’s how God meant us to live our lives.

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Mass Reflections – 11/4

Here are the mass reflections for this past Sunday, November 4.


[one_half]Reading 1 – Dt 6:2-6

Moses spoke to the people, saying:
“Fear the LORD, your God,
and keep, throughout the days of your lives,
all his statutes and commandments which I enjoin on you,
and thus have long life.
Hear then, Israel, and be careful to observe them,
that you may grow and prosper the more,
in keeping with the promise of the LORD, the God of your fathers,
to give you a land flowing with milk and honey.

“Hear, O Israel! The LORD is our God, the LORD alone!
Therefore, you shall love the LORD, your God,
with all your heart,
and with all your soul,
and with all your strength.
Take to heart these words which I enjoin on you today.”[/one_half]

[one_half_last]Reading 2 – Heb 7:23-28

Brothers and sisters:
The levitical priests were many
because they were prevented by death from remaining in office,
but Jesus, because he remains forever,
has a priesthood that does not pass away.
Therefore, he is always able to save those who approach God through him,
since he lives forever to make intercession for them.

It was fitting that we should have such a high priest:
holy, innocent, undefiled, separated from sinners,
higher than the heavens.
He has no need, as did the high priests,
to offer sacrifice day after day,
first for his own sins and then for those of the people;
he did that once for all when he offered himself.
For the law appoints men subject to weakness to be high priests,
but the word of the oath, which was taken after the law,
appoints a son,
who has been made perfect forever.[/one_half_last]

Gospel – Mk 10:17-30

James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came to Jesus and said to him,
“Teacher, we want you to do for us whatever we ask of you.”
He replied, “What do you wish me to do for you?”
They answered him, “Grant that in your glory
we may sit one at your right and the other at your left.”
Jesus said to them, “You do not know what you are asking.
Can you drink the cup that I drink
or be baptized with the baptism with which I am baptized?”
They said to him, “We can.”
Jesus said to them, “The cup that I drink, you will drink,
and with the baptism with which I am baptized, you will be baptized;
but to sit at my right or at my left is not mine to give
but is for those for whom it has been prepared.”
When the ten heard this, they became indignant at James and John.
Jesus summoned them and said to them,
“You know that those who are recognized as rulers over the Gentiles
lord it over them,
and their great ones make their authority over them felt.
But it shall not be so among you.
Rather, whoever wishes to be great among you will be your servant;
whoever wishes to be first among you will be the slave of all.
For the Son of Man did not come to be served
but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

Reflections:


Michael Lerma
Creator of Motivate2Inspire


Love. To love God and to love one’s neighbor is the message of today’s homily. It is a powerful reminder of the two most important Commandments that we as Catholics hold so dear. Love God with full heart and love thy neighbor. In the declared Year of Faith, we are called to renew our spirit and develop a deeper relationship with Jesus and God. What better way than to reflect on the message from today and remember to spread love to the world. We need to be kind to everyone we encounter. We need to understand and accept others no matter what they believe. We need to do our part to leave this world better than when we entered it.

We can accomplish this if we center ourselves and renew our faith in God. Be passionate about your faith. Be in awe of all his creation. Find ways to better connect with Him and dedicate time to Him even with a busy schedule. These are the greatest things we can do as Catholics.. to live by those two Commandments.


Michael Mercurio
Guest Writer of Motivate2Inspire


Yesterday I attended AAA’s mass which was presided over by Fr. Joe Corpora, CSC. Father Joe gave a great homily about why we should love our neighbor — namely, because loving our neighbor means loving God. He found it interesting how in the homily, Jesus was asked only what the one most important commandment is. However, Jesus gave not one commandment, but two. He said that we must love God, but unprompted He also said that we must love our neighbor. Father Joe told us it is extremely difficult to love God when we might not know Him; in other words, according to Father Joe, “God” is nothing but an abstraction unless we find Him in the people around us. And indeed, loving our neighbors is the easiest way to love God…in the words of Father Joe, “every single one of us has one of the faces of God.”


Robert Mijares
Guest Writer of Motivate2Inspire


A haiku to explain this Sunday’s readings

Love as God loves you
Without stopping without end
Whole soul mind and heart


“The Word Among Us” Magazine


“Which is the first of all the commandments?” Jesus replied, “The first is this… . The second is this.” (Mark 12:28-31)

Love God and love your neighbor. The wisdom of these words may not strike us with the freshness that they would have conveyed to Jesus’ audience. The idea that the first and greatest command is to love God with all our hearts and souls wasn’t a new thought. It’s recorded in a much older reading in the Hebrew Scriptures (Deuteronomy 6:5). But the idea that loving one another is just as important was much more groundbreaking.

Jesus considered these two commands bound so closely together that he taught that if someone is offering a gift at the altar—loving God— and remembers that his brother has something against him, he must leave his gift and go love his brother first (Matthew 5:23-24). And John could write: “Whoever does not love a brother and sister, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen” (1 John 4:20).

There’s something about loving God with our whole hearts that naturally flows into loving other people. Perhaps it is because God has created us in his own image. There’s a picture of him, a treasure from him, in each of us. So when we see each other, we are seeing a reflection of the Lord. Or maybe it’s because God loves each of us with such fierce devotion that for us not to share that love with each other would be an offense to him. Or maybe it’s both!

In the end, it doesn’t matter which approach is best. What matters is that you do something about it! God has called us to love each other just as fully as we love him. That’s not always an easy task, and some people seem determined to make it even harder for us. But our Father is ready to help. He is waiting for us to take the first step. Then he will respond with divine grace to soften our hearts.

“Lord, show me the treasures you have placed in all the people around me—especially those I find hardest to love!”
Deuteronomy 6:2-6; Psalm 18:1-4, 47, 51; Hebrews 7:23-28

Remember What’s Important to You

blogentry_michaelIn life you’re given a lot of different options and different priorities that you can decide to act upon or not. Many times than not, we make wrong choices or we tend to prioritize the wrong things. Sometimes those mistakes could be focusing too much on work and neglecting other aspects like raising your children or taking care of a family member. Sometimes even when you’re at your most exhausted state, you can tend to forget everything else and just focus on yourself. My message today to everyone is to remember what’s important to you and let that be the driver of your decisions. If you don’t, you will find that you will fall into a state of unhappiness that is counter-productive and a negative influence in your life.

I think this topic hit hard on me last night. I spent most of the day trying to relax and recooperate for the week. I spent time watching football on TV and even got to spend some time with one of our good friends, Mike Rose. However, at the end of the night when I wanted to continue relaxing and spend some time on this blog for example, I heard Krista’s calls for help from the other room. She’s on a tapering dose of prednisone right now and what the medicine does is it temporarily helps her to fend off some of the inflammatory pain that comes along with Lupus. The downside is that you can’t take prednisone for an extended period of time. It’s hard for me to watch Krista in any type of pain, especially if it’s the type where I can’t do very much to help. However, it was in thinking about her and just taking the time to just lay down next to her and be silent that I realized, there is a reason why I am willing to do what it takes for Krista. She’s the most important thing to me.

It’s an interesting thing really when you decide to make the big move to marry someone. You can go the cliche and romanticized route that it’s going to be all flowers and smiles every single day. However, that’s not going to be the case. There are going to be struggles. There are going to be unforseen illnesses. There will be times when you will have to rely FULLY on the other person. When you decide to marry someone, you go into it with full heart and mind that you will accept that person, make compromises and work as a team.

As you continue to grow everyday, you realize this is what it’s all about. The person that you admire every day. The person that is your best friend. That is what is important to you and it’s important that you spend as much time as you can with that person. It’s important that you surprise that person from time to time and let them know you care a lot about them. It’s important to do everything you possibly can because of love.

There are other important things in my life too and it’s good to take this opportunity to really think about them. I’ve become the person I am today because of my family and friends. This includes ones that watched me grow up and family that I’m going to gain very, very soon. To an extent, that’s what life is really all about. Family is who you can always rely on no matter what. They very much mold you into who you are. Friends are always going to be there too and your true friends will stick by you no matter the arguments you may have or lapses of time where you don’t get to talk to each other. Fundamentally they will be there.

I think in this day in age it is very easy to forget what is important to you. Sometimes you start trying to prioritize money over everything else. While I understand it is absolutely necessary for families to be financially sound, it should not get in the way of the family being able to act.. like a family. The same can be applied to work. Sometimes we get so engrossed in everything that we do and certainly it is important to do so that you can maintain your job and keep getting income. However, we must be cognizant of when it starts to step over the line and affect your personal life.

The infusion of electronics and technology doesn’t help us in prioritizing what is important to us either. I have to admit that about 75% of my day I am either glued to my laptop or other electronic device. Some of it is necessity like for work but other times it’s just because it is there. I think I have to be really careful with this because these technologies, though they help us, take us away from real, meaningful interactions with others. For me this important to have. Otherwise, we’ll all literally turn into zombies who walk everywhere with a phone in his or her hand and not even look up to greet one another and instead text a smiley face to indicate a hello!

I think I’ve diverted a bit from what I originally wanted to talk about. To me, the most important thing in the world is Krista. I need to continually remember that no matter what happens during the day, she will always be there. She’s my best friend. She’s the one that continually encourages me to be my best. She is the one that pushes me to try new things even though in my stubbornness I tend to not like that.

I have to remember to put all other distractions aside and make sure I focus as much of my energy as possible. Of course not to an extent where I don’t take care of myself. I need to be able to control how my work life is, how my free time is and make sure I’m putting the right emphasis on those activities. But we all must realize at some point or another what is really important in our life and what isn’t. If there are unimportant items, why do we spend so much time on them? Can you imagine what could be done if you didn’t spend the time on them? Nobody should be dictating how I spend my time everyday, that direction should be mine and in line with the values of serving others, making the world a better place and helping those I love dearly.

It is my hope that everyone can think critically and know what is most valuable in his or her life. Always remind yourself of it and make sure each day you continually keep it on the forefront of your mind.


I would love to hear anyone’s feedback on any of the blog content that I write about. It is helpful for me but I also want to hear what is on everyone else’s minds! Feel free to leave a comment about this post or any others or any suggestions you might have. Thanks!

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Don’t Hope.. Decide!

motivationalstoryWhile waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life-changing experiences that you hear other people talk about — the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly. This one occurred a mere two feet away from me.

Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.

First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face, I heard the father say, “It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!” His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, “Me, too, Dad!”

Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son’s face in his hands said, “You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!” They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.

While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, “Hi, baby girl!” as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.

After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, “I’ve saved the best for last!” and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed. “I love you so much!” They stared at each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands.

For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t possibly be. I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?

“Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those.” he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face. “Well then, how long have you been away?” I asked. The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile. “Two whole days!”

Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he’d been gone for at least several weeks – if not months. I know my expression betrayed me.

I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!”

The man suddenly stopped smiling.

He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, “Don’t hope, friend… decide!” Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, “God bless!”


– By Michael D. Hargrove and Bottom Line Underwriters, Inc.
Copyright 1997

The Lost Wallet – A heartwarming love story

motivationalstoryA LETTER IN THE LOST WALLET

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.

The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline–1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.

It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a “Dear John” letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the
writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.

It was signed, Hannah.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.

“Operator,” I began, “this is an unusual request. I’m trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?”

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, “Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can’t give you the number.” She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my
story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me. I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. “I have a party who will speak with you.”

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, “Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!”

“Would you know where that family could be located now?” I asked.

“I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago,” the woman said. “Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter.”

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.

I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, “Yes, Hannah is staying with us. ”

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. “Well,” he said hesitatingly, “if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television.”

I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.

She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.

I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, “Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever
had with Michael.”

She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, “I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor.”

“Yes,” she continued. “Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And,” she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, “tell him I still love him. You know,” she said
smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, “I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael…”

I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, “Was the old lady able to help you?”

I told him she had given me a lead. “At least I have a last name. But I think I’ll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet.”

I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, “Hey, wait a minute! That’s Mr. Goldstein’s wallet. I’d know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He’s always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times.”

“Who’s Mr. Goldstein?” I asked as my hand began to shake.

“He’s one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That’s Mike Goldstein’s wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks.”

I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse’s office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, “I think he’s still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He’s a darling old man.”

We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, “Oh, it is missing!”

“This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?”

I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, “Yes, that’s it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward.”

“No, thank you,” I said. “But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet.”

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. “You read that letter?”

“Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is.”

He suddenly grew pale. “Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me,” he begged.

“She’s fine…just as pretty as when you knew her.” I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, “Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow.” He grabbed my hand and said, “You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I’ve always loved her. ”

“Mr. Goldstein,” I said, “Come with me.”

We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.

“Hannah,” she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. “Do you know this man?”

She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn’t say a word. Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, “Hannah, it’s Michael. Do you remember me?”

She gasped, “Michael! I don’t believe it! Michael! It’s you! My Michael!” He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.

“See,” I said. “See how the Good Lord works! If it’s meant to be, it will be.”

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. “Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!”

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

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The Thank You Project: Day 110 (Love)

ThankYouIcon_110Love is a splendid thing. It’s something that has transcended the ages. It’s something that links people together whether they are married or just have a friendship together. I am so thankful for the love that I have in my life. From KristaRose to my parents to all of my friends, I have a lot of love in my life. Today’s thank you is dedicated to love.

Think about how much you love the people in your life. Perhaps they are the ones that will always listen to you. Perhaps they are the ones that will go and hangout and have great conversation with you over coffee. Perhaps there’s just an unexplainable bond that you have with others. Or perhaps you just have family that will always love you.

Love is in the way people care about you. It’s in the way that people do things for you. It’s in the way conversations happen. But most of all it’s in the way people are just there for you. It can be in absolute silence in hanging out together. It can be felt from miles away. It can survive years apart.

It’s a hard thing for me to explain but I am appreciative of all the love I have in my life. I especially love KristaRose who has always been there for me and has always cared so much for me. I love all of my friends who have really made me who I am today. I love my family, my mom, my dad, everyone who have helped raise me and teach me the values and morals that I have. I love my new family that I will soon welcome in including Tito Jun and Tita Rose who have been so supportive of everything I do including this blog.

My thanks goes out for the ability to love and for the people I have around me!

Don’t Hope.. Decide!

motivationalstory While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life-changing experiences that you hear other people talk about -the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly. This one occurred a mere two feet away from me. Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jetway, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags.

He stopped right next to me to greet his family. First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other’s face, I heard the father say, “It’s so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!” His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, “Me, too, Dad!”

Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son’s face in his hands said, “You’re already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!” They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.

While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother’s arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father.

The man said, “Hi, baby girl!” as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.

After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, “I’ve saved the best for last!” and proceeded to give his wife the longest, most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing.

He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed. “I love you so much!” They stared at each other’s eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant they reminded me of newlyweds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn’t possibly be.

I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm’s length away from me.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I was invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my own voice nervously ask, “Wow! How long have you two been married?” “Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those.” he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife’s face. “Well then, how long have you been away?” I asked the man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile.”Two whole days!”

Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he’d been gone for at least several weeks – if not months. I know my expression betrayed me, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), “I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!”

The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, “Don’t hope, friend… decide!” Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, “God bless!” With that, he and his family turned and strode away together.

I was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of sight when my friend came up to me and asked, “What’cha looking at?” Without hesitating, and with a curious sense of certainty, I replied, “My future!”

– Author Unknown

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There’s nothing like your pet’s love

blogentry_michaelI have a dog that’s a Rotty/Beagle mix (some would debate that and go with other variations). His name is Twix and Krista and I rescued him from an owner that didn’t really take good care of him. He’s about to turn two years old and he’s been an absolute joy to have around.

Twix

There are a lot of times that I can get annoyed with Twix because he goes and chews up the couches or chairs or even pairs of boxers. He once ate on of my dress shoes which didn’t make me all that happy.

However, there’s nothing like your pet’s love and affection that he/she displays for you. Twix is one of the friendliest and loyal dogs. He’ll come and check on you if there’s something wrong. He’ll jump in the back of a postman’s truck. He’ll jump on any stranger actually and greet you even though he’s not supposed to.

Today was the first time I had seen him in a couple of weeks and he was completely overjoyed to see me. He literally jumped on me and started licking my face and was very, very excited. I usually keep him at a person’s farm when I’m away for extended periods of time. On the farm there are about 10 other dogs and they have plenty of area to just roam around and have adventures. Each time I come back and get him though, Twix always gets excited to see me. It’s this simple love that just puts a smile on my face. The fact that he gets so excited to see his dad come back, it really can’t do anything but give you a smile.

If you have a pet, I think you can definitely relate to these experiences. Take some time this week to give your pet some extra love. Take them on an extra long walk. Give your dog a great belly rub. Give your cats some catnip. Your pets will always be loyal to you and give you unconditional love. Cherish it and return the favor!

~The Lermz

Story #8: Can You Install Love?

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Can You Install Love?

Customer Service Rep: Can you install LOVE?
Customer: I can do that. I’m not very technical, but I think I am ready to install now. What do I do first?

CS Rep: The first step is to open your HEART. Have you located your HEART ma’am?

Customer: Yes I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running?

CS Rep: What programs are running ma’am?

Customer: Let me see…. I have PASTHURT.EXE, LOWESTEEM.EXE, GRUDGE.EXE, and RESENTMENT.COM running right now.

CS Rep: No problem. LOVE will automatically erase PASTHURT.EXE from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. LOVE will eventually overwrite LOWESTEEM.EXE with a module of its own called HIGHESTEEM.EXE. However, you have to completely turn off GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM. Those programs prevent LOVE from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ma’am?

Customer: I don’t know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?

CS Rep: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke FORGIVENESS.EXE. Do this as many times as necessary until GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM have been completely erased.

Customer: Okay, I’m done. LOVE has started installing itself automatically. Is that normal?

CS Rep: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your HEART. Do you see that message?

Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed?

CS Rep: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other HEARTS in order to get the upgrades.

Customer: Oops…I have an error message already. What should I do?

CS Rep: What does the message say?

Customer: It says “ERROR 412 – PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS.” What does that mean?

CS Rep: Don’t worry ma’am, that’s a common problem. It means that the LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means you have to “LOVE” your own machine before it can “LOVE” others.

Customer: So what should I do?

CS Rep: Can you find the directory called SELFACCEPTANCE”?

Customer: Yes, I have it.

CS Rep: Excellent, you are getting good at this.

Customer: Thank you.

CS Rep: You’re welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the “MY HEART” directory: FORGIVESELF.DOC, SELFESTEEM.TXT, REALIZEWORTH.TXT and GOODNESS.DOC. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete SELFCRITIC.EXE from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.

Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with really neat files. SMILE.MPG is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that WARMTH.COM, PEACE.EXE, and CONTENTMENT.COM are copying themselves all over my HEART!

CS Rep: Then LOVE is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go…

Customer: Yes?

CS Rep: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you meet. They will in turn share it with other people and they will return some really neat modules back to you.

Customer: I will. Thank you for your help.

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