Yes, I Love You...
Author: ArChaNaR
•2:06 PM

Since you came into my life,
 I've looked forward to each sunrise,
the early morning,
with me in your arms,
the midnight skies with us
beneath the zillion stars,
moves me.
You make me feel like no one else could.
I like the person I'am when I'm with you.
You bring a part of me that
I never knew existed,
a part that was born with our first kiss.
You made me complete;
now I have a reason to try;
now I have a cause,
a reason to believe
in all the wonderful things
that life has to offer.
You took my hand and
drew me into the light,
and you saw in me all the qualities
that no one has ever noticed.
You gave me hope,
inspiration,
pride and love.
Yes I love you
for all the reasons and
for so much more.
I love you for being yourself,
and I love you
because of the person you made me.

I love you!

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LESSONS ON LIFE
Author: ArChaNaR
•2:19 PM

There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons
to learn not to judge things too quickly. So, he sent
them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a
pear tree that was a great distance away. The first
son went in the winter, the second in the spring,
the third in summer, and the youngest son in the
fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called
them together to describe what they had seen.

WINTER

The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
SPRING

The second son said "No it was covered with green buds and full of promise"
SUMMER

The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.

FALL

The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

The man then explained to his sons that they were all speaking the truth, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.


MORAL:

Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come sometime or later.


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