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Hi guys! How are you all doing? I would like to let you know that I will no longer be updating this blog. I decided to move everything to a new domain name, and I’m inviting you to check it out HERE. A year and a month has passed since I started Sweet Nostalgia @ wordpress, and it’s been a really good year. I have found lots of friends and wonderful readers who have emailed me and shared with me their thoughts and feelings. I really appreciate everything, especially your comments. Thank you so much, and I hope you continue to visit my blog at its NEW HOME. See ya there!

Words Cannot Show

I searched among the card displays,
To see if I could find,
A little something that would say
Just what was on my mind.

However there was not a one,
That captured it just right,
For no one else can understand
Just what I’d like to write.

I even find it difficult
To try to write it down,
For how do I portray to you,
The love that I have known?

I close my eyes and what I see,
Is someone I adore;
A person who is beautiful,
Right down into their soul.

Mere words cannot describe
The many qualities you show,
The love and caring nature that
You share with those who know.

Your kind and gentle temperament,
Your sweet angelic smile,
Your softly spoken sentiments,
That reach across the miles.

Your smile and laugh that sparkle with
The softness of your sighs,
The way your face lights up a room …
That twinkle in your eye.

The loving gestures through the years,
That quickly come to mind,
For always you’ve a gentle word
To calm and soothe I find.

I struggle and I search to try
To find some words anew …
And yet I cannot capture
All the things that make you you.

I shall therefore, be satisfied
That you must simply know,
Just how I feel about you,
For with words I cannot show

Where Is It I Belong?

We met one summer’s day
We smiled and said our names
the way two people often do
He was Capricorn
And the love was born
Although he had a wedding vow
He loved me anyhow
The way two people often do
In a special style
We make love a while
And then he’d go
And I’d knowHe belongs there
Where is it I belong?

…And so at work each day
To friends I’d have to say
Our love would last forevermore
They don’t know his name
How can I explain?
When they don’t know
Like I know…

I loved so willingly
Though he is killing me
With love that never will be mine
I love you, he’ll say
In a special way
Then he goes home
And I know…

Last Sunset

 

This was our last,
Last sunset,
The last kiss,
The moment we shared,
We cherished it well,
How we spent it was well enough to make me cry,
The sunset was beautiful as if I can kiss the sky,
As we kiss,
You fade away in my arms,
The things we shared is gone,
The moments we had is gone,
No more us,
No more you,
I miss you,
As you fade away,
Away you go,
Sudden saddness I become,
Over you,
Over the sound the waves crashs,
Crashs towards the waves of the sun,
As you see the sunset,
Fawefell to you and I.

Jennifer Rondeau

Wealth, Success and Love

A woman came out of her house and saw three old men with long white beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them.

Then she said, “I don’t think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat.”

“Is the man of the house home?”, they asked.
“No,” she said. “He’s out.”
“Then we cannot come in,” they replied.

In the evening when her husband came home, she told him what had happened.
So, he said, “Go tell them I’m home, and invite them in!”

The woman went out and invited the men in.
“We do not go into a house together,” they replied.
“Why is that?” she wanted to know.
One of the old men explained. “His name is Wealth,” he said pointing to one of his friends, and pointing to another one he said, “This man is Success, and I am Love.” Then he added, “Now, go and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home.”

The woman went in and told her husband what was said.
Her husband was over-joyed. “How nice!” he said. “Since that’s the case, let us invite in Wealth. Let him come in and fill our home with wealth!”

His wife disagreed. “Why don’t we invite Success?”
But, their daughter was listening from the corner of the room. She jumped in with her own suggestion. “Wouldn’t it be better to invite Love? Our home will then be filled with love!”

The wife agreed. “Then, let us heed our daughter’s advice,” said the husband to his wife. “Go out and invite Love in to be our guest.”

The woman went out and asked the three old men, “Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest.” Love got up and started walking toward the house. Then the other two also got up and followed him.

Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success, “I only invited in Love, as you directed. Why are you all coming in?”

The old men replied together, “If you had invited only Wealth or Success, the other two of us would have stayed. However, since you invited Love… wherever He goes, we go with him… because wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!”

The Brick

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.

He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door!

He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?”

The young boy was apologetic.

“Please, mister… please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,” He pleaded. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop… ” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.

“It’s my brother,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.

A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.

“Thank you and may God bless you,” the grateful child told the stranger.

Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.

The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message.

“Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!”

God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts.
Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.

It’s our choice to listen or not.

A Special Valentine

I love you.
You are mine.
Your name is written upon My heart.
Your prayers are precious to Me.
Your life is in My hands.
I am always with you.
I am nearer to you than your own heart.
I gave my life so that you might live forever with Me.
All I ask in return is your love.
Be My Valentine!
-Jesus

P.S. You are precious in my sight, and honored, and I love you.

Just For This Day

Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying.

Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your flannel and I will hold you until you are ready.

Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say you’re beautiful.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast , with bacon eggs, toast and waffles, and you don’t have to eat any.

Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won’t worry about what you are going to be when you grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you trying to ‘fix’ things.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barettes in my hair, and put lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.

Just for this afternoon I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a Happy meal so you can have both toys.

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born, and how much we love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get angry when you throw water over your sister’s head.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch swing and count all the stars.

Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water, and snuggle beside you for three hours and miss my favorite show on t.v.

Just for this evening, When I kneel down to pray, I will simply be grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything, except…

Just one more day.

by: Sally Meyer

Lesson Of The Fence

There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper to hammer a nail in the back fence.

The first day the boy had driven thirty-seven nails into the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence

Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out a nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When we say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.”

Turning Circles

When there’s no one else around to see,
And we’re both scared of what might be…
I would look at myself and wonder,
If I didn’t love you, would everything be better?
For years I’ve allowed myself to fall,
For a long long time, I did it all…
Holding on to a hope that you will reach for my hand,
And together we’ll face the world who wouldn’t understand.
Everyday is a struggle I should face,
to pay the price of wanting this race.
But what of it, makes me stay?
In lies and deception, what would love say?
When the only sound I hear is the beating of our hearts,
and with your very touch, true happiness starts.
Can I let this go, all i want is to be true…
and face the truth that no matter what i do, i really love you.
I tried to fight it, but I’d rather give in…
Though all the happiness I’ve known has been a sin,
Through all this hurt, wondering what could have been.
This has been a cycle right from the start,
Where every single turn is like a stab to my heart.
When I’d wish I could tiptoe out of hiding and pretending,
And finally put an end to this endless waiting,
I see you, and for some reason I know,
This really is worth fighting for!
See I’ve lost myself in this love,
When I’ve tried walking away but can’t,
When I’ve done everything I could, loving you,
When I’ve chosen what I want and need,
but wondering where this will lead…
I let rivers of tears fall from my eyes,
Cried over everything, the truth and lies
When I wipe away the tears off my face,
and embrace these feelings I can’t erase…
I hope to God that someday, in true love you’ll see,
And that you’ll finally choose to be with me.

Holding On

Giving Tree

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by. The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

“Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.

“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.”

“Sorry, but I don’t have money. But you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.

The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Come and play with me” the tree said.

“I don’t have time to play. I have to work for family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”

“Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. The boy said, “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”

“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you.” the tree said.

“I don’t have teeth to bite.” the boy replied.

“No more trunk for you to climb on.”

“I am too old for that now.” the boy said.

“I really can’t give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots.” the tree said with tears.

“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” the boy replied.

“Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, come sit down with me and rest.”

The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

Lessons to Learn From Heart Touching Story:

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grew up, we left them, only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents. So Respect Parents and help them when they really need you, Love them, Take care of them.

Mr. Ganesh Dhanekula

A Beautiful Poem

“You can love me, but I must make me happy.
You can teach me, but I must do the learning.
You can guide me, but I will have to walk the path.
You can coach me, but I must win that game.
You can even promote me, but I must be successful.
You can even pity me, but I will still have to bear the sorrow.

For the gift of love is not the food that feeds me;
it is the sunshine that nourishes what I must finally harvest for myself.
So, if you love me, don’t just sing me a song;
teach me to sing, for when I am alone I will need the melody.”

The Road Of Life

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really didn’t know Him. But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal. I don’t know just when it was that He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since. When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable it was the shortest distance between two points. But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on!

Even though it looked like madness, He said, “Pedal!” I worried and was anxious and asked, “Where are you taking me?” He laughed and didn’t answer, and I started to learn to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure, and when I’d say, “I’m scared,” He’d lean back and touch my hand. I gained love, peace, acceptance and joy; gifts to take on my journey, My Lord’s and mine… And we were off again. He said, “Give the gifts away. They’re extra baggage, too much weight.” So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and still our burden was light. I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He’d wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to fly to shorten, scary passages. And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I’m beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ. And when I’m sure I just can’t do it anymore, He just smiles and says… “Pedal.”

Say You’ll Never Go

How can I make it through the day, without you
You have been so much a part of me
And if you’ll go…
I’ll never know what to do
How can I carry on my way, the memories
When all that is left is the pain of our history
Why should I live my life today?

I cannot live out on my own
And just forget the love you’ve always shown
And accept the fate of my condition
Please don’t ever go
For I cannot live my life alone

Say you’ll never go
Say you’ll never go out my way
Say you’ll never go
For we can still go on
And make it through
Just say you’ll never go
Say you’ll never go away

How can I make my dreams come true, Without you
You were the one who gave love to me
And don’t you know, you are my fantasy

I cannot live out on my own
Just forget the love you’ve always shown
Or accept the fate of my condition
Please don’t ever go
For I cannot live my life alone

Say you’ll never go away.

Click here to listen to this song…

What True Love Means

There is dignity in not giving up on someone you truly love. But there is more dignity in letting them go so they can experience better love. That shows your true love because you then become unselfish and through putting others first, unconditional love grows.

There is respect in fighting gallantly to win someone’s heart another time. But an even greater respect comes from fighting hard and knowing when to stop. Even though you would give anything to have that past back, that person has touched your life in a way that will make your future so much brighter. Accept that, and hold your head high, knowing you have captured their heart as well.

There is courage in allowing your heart to hurt and grieve, but there is a greater courage in knowing it will be scarred. But stronger as time goes on. For whoever caused those scars has made your life better in some way and will make you better person when you marry because of what the scars taught you.

Remember how many people depend on you and whom you mean the world to. There is fortitude in holding on for another chance although an even greater fortitude comes from extending your hand and heart in friendship realizing you will still share things with that person no one else ever will.

You will always, have the looks and jokes and memories. Don’t ever discount how special those things are in your heart and theirs. True love hurts when it is lost, but an even greater love grows inside yourself through realization that something better is in the world for both of you. And that there are still things to share with that person.

Even though some feeling may have changed. Take their hand and help them achieve their hopes and dreams. Because in that there is dignity, respect, courage, humility, fortitude.