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Yes, Virginia, you really DO See A Christmas Stocking! LOL!! It's that time of year again...well maybe not right now, in our sweltering, humid weather conditions..:) This year, I have come up with "Stocking Full Of Love"....only $5.00 per child.
For the children, for nieces/nephews/grandchildren/friends at school...
1.00 per each stocking will be donated to ChemoAngels.
A wonderful organization that provides chemo patients with their very own Angel of Support.
Order Yours Today!
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Give some love to a child, and provide love from an Angel to those suffering through Chemo Treatments. :)
Christmas HUGS to ALL...
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Hello. :) It's been forever since I've been here, I know....and it would probably take a decade to explain all I've done/seen/visited etc. So Yesterday...we took a wonderful tour of MIT College in Cambridge, MA and saw the MIT Museum. It was a wonderful experience, and a really interesting tour.
I have to hand it to the students. As I walked around there, exploring I'm sure, not "Every" building in the place, I thought how does one get used to College Life? Having never been to college, just a local 10 Room Business School, College life seems so much more than that.
MIT is MASSIVE. I can see how coming from a small town or a different country all together, can make you feel like a tiny raindrop in a big thunderstorm. So many courses, so many majors, a new city to get used to, and the required courses that must be taken. "Alegbra, Chemistry, Calculus!" I'm lost already! We met alot of nice students, so calm, cool, and collected, just going about their daily life, smiling and welcoming...we heard stories of college life, and saw buildings and expansive lawns, the student center, co-op, fitness center, and so much more. Truly a memorable experience. Alot of new students were coming in, moving boxes were everywhere, it was full of life, and full of new beginings for those just starting, and for those graduating, and moving on to even bigger things. :)
Have a great weekend everyone. :)
Hello. :) I would love to share this beautiful message with you, that has touched my heart, because it's what I do every morning, regardless of what life throws at me. And this email I received said it so wonderfully! I thought I'd pass on the good vibes!
It goes like this:
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each
morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved
perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After
many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled
sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description
of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just
been presented with a new puppy.
Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is
arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.
'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice;
I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the
parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful
for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day
and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank
account of memories!
So be sure to deposit your happiness today! :)
It goes like this:
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each
morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved
perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After
many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled
sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description
of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just
been presented with a new puppy.
Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'
'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.
Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is
arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.
'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice;
I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the
parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful
for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day
and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank
account of memories!
So be sure to deposit your happiness today! :)
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