thoughts from the heart :-)

Above all else, we must...

This song was playing on the radio as I drove Sheldon to the hospital for his cleft repair...I cried through the whole song, it just made me sooo weepy...

Blessed by Bernie Taupin
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Hey you, you're a child in my head
You haven't walked yet
Your first words have yet to be said
But I swear you'll be blessed

I know you're still just a dream
Your eyes might be green
Or the bluest that I've ever seen
Anyway you'll be blessed

And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that
I promise you that
Promise you that
You'll be blessed

I need you before I'm too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
And know that you're blessed

And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that
Promise you that you,
You'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that
I promise you that
Promise you that
You'll be blessed

I promise you that
You'll be blessed
Promise you that
You'll be blessed
Promise you that
You'll be blessed

This Child of mine that you gawk at
has a heart as pure as gold.
A smile which could melt the coldest heart
just tell him hello and you'll know.
Don't laugh, don't point, or be so cruel,
pretend it was you instead.
Learn some manners and be polite,
or simply turn your head.
And realize some whispers,
Can be heard from far away.
And the way that you treat others,
will come back to you someday.
So next time you see a child,
with some type of imperfection.
Don't turn away or laugh
please smile with genuine affection.
Look past the birthmark on his face
and to his heart inside.
And realize this child we love,
we will refuse to hide.
No matter what God has thrown our way
or how our sweet baby looks to you
There's much more to this child we love,
REMEMBER that will you?

Recipe for Miracles

Ingredients:

a.) 1 part of knowing who you are
b.) 1 part of knowing who you aren't
c.) 1 part of knowing what you want
d.) 1 part of knowing who you wish to be
e.) 1 part of knowing what you already have before you
f.) 1 part of choosing wisely from what you have before you
g.) 1 part of loving & thanking for ALL you have ("bad" included)

Instructions:
Combine ingredients together gently and carefully, using faith and
vision. Mix together with strong belief of the outcome until finely
blended. Use thoughts, words and actions for best results.
Bake until Blessed. Give thanks again.
Yield: Unlimited servings

Quality of Life

The quality of your life is determined by the quality of your thoughts and the quality of your actions.

If your thoughts are petty, cynical and vindictive, your life will be filled with frustration and regret. If the actions you take are the minimum needed to get by, the you'll always be just barely getting by.

When your thoughts are positive and expansive, your actions bold and determined, you will live with abundance and fulfillment.

Quality of life is not based so much on what you have. Rather, it depends on how you choose to view, and what you choose to do. Think of every moment as an opportunity. Act with purpose, direction, enthusiasm and commitment. Every little thought, every little action, combines to determine the quality of your life. Every day is a chance to create, by what you think and what you do, the best person you can be.

-- Ralph Marston

A CREED TO LIVE BY

Do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.
It is because we are different that each of us is special.
Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.
Only you know what is best for you.

Do not take for granted the things closest to your heart.
Cling to them, for without them, life is meaningless.
Do not let your life slip through your fingers
by living in the past nor for the future.
By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.

Do not give up when you still have something to give.
Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.
It is a fragile thread that binds us to each other.
Do not be afraid to encounter risks.
It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.

Do not shut love out of your life by saying it is impossible to find.
The quickest way to receive love is to give love.
The fastest way to lose love is too hold it too tightly.
The best way to keep love is to give it wings.

Do not dismiss your dreams.
To be without dreams is to be without hope.
To be without hope is to be without purpose.

Do not run through life so fast that you forget not only
where you have been, but also where you are going.
Life is not a race... but a journey to be savored
each step of the way.

Author Unknown

You

You are always you, no matter what kind of car you drive or what size house you occupy.

You are always you, no matter what color your hair is, or how much you weigh. Inside, it is always you.

You are not your job. You are not the clothes you wear. You are not the body in which you live. You are more. You are you. There is no one else like you anywhere. You are unique. You have a special contribution to make, not in the distant future, but right now, today.

There is something you can do right this moment, for which you are absolutely the most qualified, the most appropriate, the best suited person to do it. You are better at being you than anyone else in this world. It is your grand, glorious responsibility and the best opportunity anyone could ever hope to have.

You are you. Make the most of that and you'll understand how very special it is.

-- Ralph Marston

"Never look down on anybody unless you're helping them up."

The Reverend Jesse Jackson

If I Had My Life to Live Over

I'd dare to make more mistakes next time.
I'd relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.

I would perhaps have more actual troubles but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I'm one of those people who live sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day.

Oh, I've had my moments and if I had it to do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact,
I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments.

One after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day.

I've been one of those people who never go anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat
and a parachute.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.

If I had it to do again, I would travel lighter next time. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

By Nadine Stair (age 85)

Although this was written for a girl, I sitll like it.

"Trust You'll Treat Her Well" by Victor Buono

Dear World:

I bequeath to you today one little girl...in a crispy dress..with two blue eyes...and a happy laugh that ripples all day long..and a flash of light blonde hair that bounces in the sunlight when she runs. I trust you'll treat her well.

She's slipping out of the backyard of my heart this morning...and skipping off down the street to her first day of school. And never again will she be completely mine. Prim and proud she'll wave her young and independent hand this morning and say "Good Bye"...and walk with little lady steps to the schoolhouse.

Now she'll learn to stand in line...and wait by the alphabet for her name to be called. She'll learn to tune her ears to the sounds of school-bells...and deadlines...and she'll learn to giggle...and gossip...and look at the ceiling in a disinterested way when the little boy across the aisle sticks out his tongue at her. And now she'll learn to be jealous. And now she'll learn how it is to feel hurt inside. And now she'll learn how not to cry.

No longer will she have time to sit on the front porch steps on a summer day and watch an ant scurry across the crack in a sidewalk. Nor will she have time to pop out of bed with the dawn to kiss lilac blossoms in the morning dew. No, now she'll worry about important things. Like grades...and which dress to wear...and who's best friend is whose. And the magic of books and learning will replace the magic of her blocks and dolls. And now she'll find new heroes.

For five full years now I've been her sage and Santa Claus and pal and playmate and father and friend. Now she'll learn to share her worship with her teachers...which is only right. But, no longer will I be the smartest man in the whole world. Today when that school bell rings for the first time...she'll learn what it means to be a member of a group. With all it's privileges. And it's disadvantages too.

She'll learn in time that proper young ladies do not laugh out loud. Or kiss dogs. Or keep frogs in pickle jars in bedrooms. Or even watch ants scurry across cracks in the summer sidewalk.

Today she'll learn for the first time that all who smile at her are not her friends. And I'll stand on the front porch and watch her start out on the long, lonely journey to become a woman.

So, World. I bequeath to you today one little girl...in a crispy dress...with two blue eyes and a happy laugh that ripples all day long...and a flash of light blonde hair that bounces in the sunlight when she runs. I trust you'll treat her well.

More to come!

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