One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.

lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got thier story...... This couple had been quarreling all thier 40 over years of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.

They hang on because of thier children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all thier children have already grown up, have thier own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from thier marriage, so both agree on a divorce..................

Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 years of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn't understand why the old couple would still want a divorce.......

While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband... "I really love u, but I really can't carry on anymore, I'm sorry....." "It's okey, I understand...." said the husband. Looking at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them, wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends.....

At the dinning table, there was a silence of awkardness. The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.. "take this, its your favorite....."

Looking at this the lawyer thought maybe there's still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.... "This is always the problem, you always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, don't you know that I hate drumsticks?"

Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favorite. Little did she know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drumsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.

That night, both of them couldn't sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn...after hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore, he still loves her, and he can't carry on life without her, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "I LOVE YOU"....

He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number.... ringing never stops .. he never stop dialing...

On the other side, she was sad, she couldn't understand how come after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore.... phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him....... "whatsthe point of talking now that its over... I have ask for it and now I wanna keep it this way,if not I will lose face..." she thought... still ringing.... she have decided to pull out the cord....

Little did she remember, he have a heart problems.....

The next day, she recieved news that he had passed away... she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding the phone... he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line........

As sad as she could be.... she will have to clear his belongings... when she was looking thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her.... And together in those file, there was this note....

"To my dearest wife, by the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around, I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100K, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that I have made when we got married, I might not be around anymore, I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know I will always be around, by your side.... "I LOVE YOU"

Tears flowed like river.............

"WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE, LET THEM KNOW.... YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN THE NEXT MINUTE.... LEARN TO BUILD A LIFE TOGETHER... LEARN TO LOVE EACH OTHER. FOR WHO THEY ARE...NOT WHAT THEY ARE....."

A Boy's Love

A good reminder:" Take time to appreciate what you have now;"

DON'T MISS READING THIS ONE....

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 and I still have so many other places to go. Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every yera. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."

Nonetheless, I make 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 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 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 untill 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 quitely, 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 crucial 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 the 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 teh young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beatiful 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....

might not be the best but it looks good enough to me..

How to Dance in the Rain

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stiches removed from his thumb. He said 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 an hour before someone would be 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 doctor,got the needed supplies to remove his stitches and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appoinment this morning, as he was such in a hurry.

The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.

He told me that SHE HAD BEEN THERE FOR A WHILE AND THAT SHE WAS A VICTIM OF ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE.

As we talked, I asked him if she would be upset 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 go 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.

With all the jokes and fun that are in there sometimes, there is one that comes along that has important message. This one I thought I could share with you.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you careabout. I just did.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE STORM, BUT HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN....