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lucette

Registered: 05/24/08
Posts: 1,700
 #1 
"Are you looking for the Holy One?
I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours."
- Kabir.
beth

Registered: 04/24/06
Posts: 3,040
 #2 
Saw this on  a bumper sticker today:

Wag more
Bark less




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rvandenbosch

Registered: 03/10/04
Posts: 4,169
 #3 


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Wishing you love & peace,

Ruth
lucette

Registered: 05/24/08
Posts: 1,700
 #4 
That's good Beth. Thanks.

"Everything precious including our dignity can be taken from us, but the one thing that cannot be taken away is our power to choose what attitude we will take towards the events that have happened." ~ Victor Frankl

"Courage is not the absence of fear and pain, but the affirmation of life despite fear and pain." ~ Rabbi Earl Grollman 
lucette

Registered: 05/24/08
Posts: 1,700
 #5 
This has long been one of my favourite quotes (poem) by T. Gray, so I thought I'd share it here. Blessings to all, Lucette.


Who?
 
I cannot say it,
I cannot know it,
I cannot be it.
 
Because I am it,
And all it is I am.
 
mdlove

Registered: 03/13/04
Posts: 4,214
 #6 
> She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
> room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When
> can I see him?'
> The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't
> make it.'
>
>

> Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any
> more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?'

> The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of
> the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the
> university.'

> Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son.
> She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you
> like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse
> cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to
> Sally.

> The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the
> University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at
> first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it
> will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She
> went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else.
> Always wanting to help others if he could.'

> Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after
> spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's
> belongings on the seat beside her in the car.

> The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty
> house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock
> of his hair to her son's room.

> She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his
> room exactly where he had always kept them. She lay down across his bed
> and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

> It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was
> a folded letter The letter said:

> 'Dear Mom,

> I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget
> you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You'.
> I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see
> each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you
> won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old
> stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she
> probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her
> dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
> Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and
> Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it
> will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love
> to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his
> pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me
> to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to
> Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted
> to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already
> knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some
> paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel
> is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God
> said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him
> where was He when I needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with
> me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He
> always is with all His children.
>
>

> Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To
> everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I
> have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in
> the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for
> supper. I'm sure the food will be great.

> Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is all
> gone.. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God
> couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The
> Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery!
> How about that?

> Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.


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Vicki

Registered: 03/20/04
Posts: 689
 #7 
My little Laurie would have been 39 years old tomorrow. I suspect she is the large angel some people have seen with me.
Betty

Registered: 03/24/09
Posts: 1,680
 #8 
Beautiful story, Bernie.

Vicki, I'm sure that Laurie is one of you angels.  Happy Birthday, Laurie!  

Whenever it was my mother-in-law's birthday and she was asked her age, she would say, "39," even though she was much older.

I got my port installed yesterday.  It hurts like an s.o.b.  Took some pain meds. They help a bit.

Bernie, Have you every had surgery?  It always hurts afterward.

Well, here are a couple of stories:

I was kept waiting for hours yesterday even though my appointment was scheduled for 10:30 a.m.--hours and hours with no food or water since the night before, yet I wasn't hungry, and as I waited, I spoke to another patient who was waiting.  She was from the Bahamas and came to Miami for treatment.  She was diagnosed with lung cancer after she'd had a cough for a long time.  When she was diagnosed, she was in shock (just like the rest of us.)  She's a U.S. citizen and wanted to have her treatment here.

So she had to leave her husband behind for four months to get chemo, and live with her mother in Miami.  She was waiting to have a C.T. scan and she asked me about my cancer and told me that my hair had grown in beautifully, and she asked me how long it would take for her to have hair, and how might it look.

I told her that she'd have the most beautiful hair, and that it would be thick, and wouldn't need any styling at all, and she was happy.

Then she told me a story about a lady named Barbara Greene who survived stage 4 ovarian cancer, and she is still alive 18 years out and the doctors are amazed.  The only thing special she likes to do is to drink Heineken Beer!

So finally, late in the afternoon, I meet the doctor who will perform my surgery and the nurses who will assist.  The nurses comment about my pretty hair.  The doctor explains the procedure.  He is from India and I look into his eyes and tell him that he is a beautiful person.  He thanks me.

They get me all prepped and cover my face and head with some sort of tenting material and I thank them for covering my face so that I won't see what's going on.  We all laugh and I ask for meds. 

The nurses comment about my pretty rings.  When they ask me about the ring on my right index finger, I tell them that it was my mother-in-law's wedding ring and that she is one of my angels and I take her with me wherever I go.

Then the meds start to drip into my arm and I feel fine.  All of a sudden I want to talk about food, even though I am still not hungry.  I ask the doctor what is his favorite food and the nurses start chiming in and then I start giving them recipes, and everyone is having a good time.

I tell them that I am craving Samosas.  Then one of the nurses says, "We always talk about food when we're in here, but the patients don't like it because they're always hungry and they get grumpy."

I reply, "Well I usually don't talk about food, but I'm a little psychic."

They laugh, and the procedure is over.  I feel fine.

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mdlove

Registered: 03/13/04
Posts: 4,214
 #9 
i haven't had any major surgery
loved all the drugs i got though
but i learned from my patients that those who were at peace with the procedure had very little pain post op that couldn't be easily managed

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Betty

Registered: 03/24/09
Posts: 1,680
 #10 
Thanks Bern,

I'm at peace and feeling much better.  I'm going to have a fajita and maybe a Heineken (just kidding about the Heineken.)

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Rose2

Registered: 01/31/09
Posts: 362
 #11 
Bernie,
I loved the story! Inspiring would be the right word for it. Bless you for posting it. I have to ask - How is all of your four-legged family doing? Bunnies included in that too. Let me know. Love you! (Did you get my card yet? It was a funny card. I am also sending you  a serious card. Love ya!)
Rosie

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lucette

Registered: 05/24/08
Posts: 1,700
 #12 


The highest good is like water.
Water gives life to the ten thousand things and does not strive.
It flows in places men reject and so is like the Tao.
In dwelling, be close to the land.
In meditation, go deep in the heart.
In dealing with others, be gentle and kind.
In speech, be true.
In ruling, be just.
In business, be competent.
In action, watch the timing.

~ Tao Te Ching ~
(Translation by Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English)

 

mdlove

Registered: 03/13/04
Posts: 4,214
 #13 

Tao Te Ching

nothing in the world is as soft and yielding as water yet for dissolving the hard and inflexible, nothing can surpass it. the soft overcomes the hard; the gentle overcomes the rigid, everyone knows this is true, but few can put it into practice.

and as jesus said to nicodemus
we are water and spirit

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Betty

Registered: 03/24/09
Posts: 1,680
 #14 

By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.
Confucius 

If I am walking with two other men, each of them will serve as my teacher. I will pick out the good points of the one and imitate them, and the bad points of the other and correct them in myself.
Confucius 
 
 
And remember, no matter where you go, there you are.
Confucius


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raven

Registered: 10/15/07
Posts: 605
 #15 
those that that say it cannot be done .... should not interrupt those of us doing it .......
 PS Rather more bluntly when i receive the constant stares at my kids hand flapping and making noise which happens every day when we are at the store
 this quote is not from some wise old  philosopher's but from a mum aka me and it may be not to all tastes but some days its all i have " do you always stare at disabled kids ?" MOUTHS OPEN AND JAWS DROP YES! some days my heart lets it all come out like
vanessa xxx peace what ever challenge your facing you teach me so much x
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