Send A Gift That Gives Twice

Acts of Kindess Become Difficult
To Find In Times Of Trouble and Turmoil
If You Are Not Suffering,
And Have Something You Can Give Of Yourself
Send A Gift That
Gives Twice



I Hope Your Holiday Season
Is Eclectic!
Gary

When A Soldier Comes Home

I Spent A Year-Scared To Death

 My Son Wouldn't Come Home, This was sent

to me, It needed a permanent Place.

I understood-I hope you do to.

When a soldier comes home, he finds 
it hard......to listen 
to his son whine about being bored.

....to keep a straight face when
people complain about potholes.  

             to be tolerant of people who complain
 about the hassle of getting ready for work.  

..to be understanding when a co-worker
 complains about a bad night's sleep. 

..to be  silent when people pray to God for a new car.  

....to control his panic when his 
wife tells him he needs to drive slower.  

..to be compassionate when a businessman expresses a fear of flying.  

....to keep from laughing when anxious
parents say they're afraid to  

 send their kids off to summer camp. 

 

....to keep from ridiculing someone 
who complains about hot weather.   

....to remain calm when his daughter 
complains about having to walk the dog.  

.....to be civil to people who complain 
about their jobs.    

.....to just walk away when someone 
says they only get two weeks of vacation a year.   

....to be forgiving when someone says
 how hard it is to have a new baby in the house.



The only thing harder
 than being a Soldier...  

  

Is loving one.   

When A Soldier Comes Home-Be Grateful


 

To Live, You Have To Learn To Laugh

Rodney Dangerfield

Mitch Hedberg Comedy

Robin Reiser

Russel Peters

Jingles

What We Do-Is Not Who We Are

When we take our first breath, there is shock. Suddenly life is real. We feel pain, sorrow, happiness, joy. A smile makes our bodies tingle in ways we cannot explain. We grow and learn. Our minds open to the potential of what can be.

As we progress through our lives, some find a calling. A work which intrigues and excites us. The path stays steady until we can no longer work or function well. Others take what we must. We spend ours days toiling because we do not know what else to do.  In our world we all socially interact in some fashion. Family gatherings at one end. Conferences or meetings at the other. We as people start defining our worth and value by what we do. Segregation sets in. Some start to define others abilities by there "occupation". He is a clerk-He will not understand. That man hauls garbage-he is low. This man is a doctor, he saves lives, and he is high in the realm of life.

 A day or so ago, I was waiting for my beautiful and talented wife, while she was having her nails done. A bit bored, I decided to go check out some of the local stores. I walked into a furniture store, beds, futtons etc. The man at the register asked if he could help me. I said no not really. I am looking. He had some truly interesting fractals on the wall behind him. I asked him if he drew them. They looked hand drawn. He replied. Yes I did. And said I am a physicist. I was a bit shocked. But started asking him questions as he detailed some of what he had learned in life. In less than 5 minutes this man who sold beds to earn a living detailed to me in easy and understandable language-how the universe is infinite. How space would need to be bent in order to travel the universe. How and when time would stand still at the speed of light, and why travel at that speed was impossible. I was awed by how easily I could understand what he was telling me, and how truly brilliant he really was. On occasion in talking with certain people they came to realize, just how intelligent I have grown to be. I sell beer for a living right now. I have done many things in my life, all for the almighty dollar. Some jobs where chosen for a reason. Others out of necessity. My current job was chosen because over time in working with "things" I had lost touch with people. I found myself regressing inward. Unable to enjoy or find interest with people anymore. I had realized that the true happiness and joy I find comes from interacting with people. That what goes on inside me no matter how high the level, could not make me happy as a social creature. So I took a form of work where I would be forced to regain what I needed as a person. And to continue to grow as an individual. It has been a wonderful experience. I have learned to make people laugh again. To help them find the simple pleasures of a small but intimate conversation about life or its meaning. What I need as a living breathing creature is not always more money-Or more respect. Sometimes it can be as simple as talking to someone who makes me smile or laugh. When you meet someone for the first time. Do not assume that they will not understand you or have nothing to offer based on what they do or how they are dressed-or what they might appear to be. Give them a chance, open your mind to the possibility that some people have more value than gold. That what they DO is not really who they are.