here ------------- It took a long time for me to return here.Such long gone, I'm here now.It 's in and I still do not use English to write my own life, even Tho I pushed myself to write some privacy in the English language in my diary book.anyway , I am here, and I can write what I want here, because here, nobody knows who I am am.its very big for me. tracing my memories, so many things happened before I came back.i was with a guy I talked to about a year ago, but things did not work during us.but point, I made it as me, and we had a good time Lineage adenatogether.we no spoke in a long time.Now about myself, I have one guy who, of course, I can not help but fall into.but Truth, somtimes, we simply can not control our feelings.i subject to this guy, who no one anymore.but-I do not care.i I'm not begging to be with him, in fact, I am very happy where I am now. I can be around for a few months, we can go with it fun.even Tho GF, I just want to be his friend.thats pretty much what I want most right now.however, I am so sad and disappointed that he and his GF, to do some things together.i I think kind of jealous and upset.even I'm not planning to be with him, or something, but things can not be easily me.but I still let ourselves that, like the fact that I did before.yes, last one.its Deja vu for me.it think I was the same situation before.the guy who likes some other girl, and I just wait there, wishing he could like me or crush me or something.last, I did, what actually happened, I was with him for several months, I can say one thing that.this, I know this may be wrong but I never ask him to do something for me.i could feel that he has a crush on or me.i know that I am a bad girl, but he likes me, I know I should stop. In fact, I stopped so many things, I think, guilty.today he told me that his GF had to kiss goodbye, the next time, I invited him to win it back.it sucked really sucked.asking who U really like to get another girl sucks.but I know that this is exactly what you need to do.i doLineage 1 adena not want to betray my heart.so I think now it's with her now, hugging ... and blabla, things which can never belong to me.i cound not tell him anything about this.i not even told my best friend.coz I know what I did wrong again, I have drunk up again.i simply not I can do things right me.i have to force myself not to think, not pity, do not become greed.i cool to play with my feelings. This is normal, I can feel it, because it is who I am, as now, should I feel sad when he was with someone else instead of me.i can feel this.coz I love it, even Tho I can not do anything . because it can not be the one who belongs to me, and it can not be someone who can give me everquest 2 goldwhat I really want.maybe I lost my mind at time.things will be good again.i penalty could be reintroduced. Yes, I know that I am miserable, struggling I want to find out where I'm going to half of next year. But my faith is out of control. What I can do is fight and patiently waits. I must do whatever I can to make their lives better and better, and I should slow my pace to see how my life will go and try to enjoy the moment, I have now, my friends and my family.

In fact, I had never reluctanted him to divorce, as well as never require our relationship marked the public, while he with me. He said he loved me too much, and me to ensure I have because of him at a young age. so I make a decision to live with him, no matter how difficult, as long as I am in his heart. at the end of the 200 -, the company for my health product 's shop was bad at that I have my own business so that a large. he comes to my shop for business by investing in this business is huge. On the contrary, the more we come together, the more I became suspicious of him. in terms of emotions, I'm sensitive. i finded not only he, to see me less and more. Gaia Online Goldhe ignored, but also my health. It is a big difference than 2 years ago.in respect that I loved him, so I found a lot of excuses to comfort me at all times. i renconed that he was busy with the economy and the large pressures.and yet, I came to my senses after the situation was not the same at all ..... Suddenly, one day, I found his' s cetificate of divorcement to his car, facts proved that my colleague gave me a reference to any time that he was already divorced realed. I asked him where he lived after divorced. He stated that he had to live with his wife as a couple on purpose togaia gold the fear of the child know this situation in the family, so that impact on the physical and psychological health. I felt very strange only reason he was now, why he took me less than before.perhaps, he hid another woman outside the reason he 'd rather as an actor in his family than to me. I asked him if at that time how he would respond. I reminded him daily not to find the lady. but he assured that he only love me, it seems impossible to another. But one day someone told me that he had treated well with a girl in the shop. case, while I'm on this thing, I lost my temper and we are on every other. he will never admit his guilt, so that our Dispute worsens steadily, like a piece of cake. I liked so much, I asked myself the opportunity that we can be together, coz I know we get even with each other. But I can with you, and also told me that u liked me somehow, but I am sure that you have this feeling about me could be gone very quickly.coz, I'm not the guy for you, I also know we can create a beautiful future together.but finally, I ran for up.and that I am in another man, can I ever forget my real ex bf. x: I know and will never know why I came to my ex, deep inside, I know that it is part of his reason, I would forget about him, and I another man.but I regret that, never. Cox x: ur not from me, we do not belong together, no matter how good we are together, we r just friends, I finally understand this point.i am happy, even tho I'm a little sad. I have never forgotten u.but I'm sorry that I like this way.even tho u havent we began our relationship yet.but I know we can it happen if I really try, but I do not know, i dont know What should I Lineage 2 adena do to me, I do not know whether it is right for me to restart with ui want that to happen, after all, the reason why we split is that we are so far away. but now that I had the chance to live in the city urs.i know that I can make that happen, and we can restart.i know I'm the kind of loyal wife, u, I will never have a other man, coz i love u so much.but on the other hand, I am really scared.coz I fear that u do not love me like the way I love u.last time I looked, and I found out that u a little away from me, as it was, we knew each other only for a short time.but the truth is, we know each other so many years.just we have no contact, so that coz u often.maybe song me on ur gf.last She told me, and not after we broke up. u and said that it is so easy to deceive me, coz I really think that u a gf time.and on that I thought I would not bother ur relationship then.it since I was a long time to make one . but I still can help my feeling when it again.i u still like u much.but I am also comfused.coz part of me think it's just the feeling I can remember, u, do not feel that I still do the way u ur now. But I still want to restart everything with u.maybe somehow, I see the picture of ours.a happy family.but I know that I have changed perhaps lot.and are so many things ru cannot give me.i dont know, I did not think idea.just including lot.wanna back into urs.wanna back to U, in the hope and even more me.thinking on us.but I do not know that ur not.ur kind of man. From what I have been through, I've learned, I should be really cool to everything, no matter when it comes to my future or my personal life or the feeling that I should always be cool. Attitude is everything. My best friend told me that my debt, he said, so that I implusive. I have the choices and decisions impulsively. I am not saying that all of them were bad. On the contrady I actually enjoy the happiness of the impulsive. Somehow, I can enjoy the happiness of my quick decision. What I want to say is that I think a little more about everything. Even tho I could end the same options as impulsive. But I still need time to think, thought, I am dealing with, physically or emotionally. Maybe it's my problem that I always keep in mind that life is so short that I enjoy what my life rather than betray my feelings. So slowly, I was somehow emotionally rather than rationally. I know that sometimes I can be so rational, of course, is the time when I am with my friends on their friends. I can at this time is appropriate. But when it comes to my life, I can not control. So I have the irrational one. (a bad word? maybe.who cares). But I'm glad that my pace to change what is so called to my mistakes. I never chase being perfect coz I know nobody is perfect, no matter he or she is no one or someone. Nobody has this kind of perfect. And I did not press to get closer to perfect. I am afraid that this kind of life. I can just good for me. Its who I am now trying to figure out who I really am right now, what I really want .. such things as these. Try to accept who I am at the moment. I know that I havent done enough, coz I always hide something from my friends, and also from me. There are still dark secrets I can not speak and think. Coz I know maybe if I talk, I will be devastated. I have no idea where I'm at. Somehow, I just want myself further, keepy try. coz I believe that life does not end, and my journey has no end. But ironically, I know I have to end sometime, and to the development of my little world, until my traveling life.

Woods back in business ======= Eight months after his last competitive stroke - the sudden death of a water supply that may have made him the most incredible victory - Tiger Woods said he was healthy, and went back to the PGA Tour. Woods announced on his website yesterday he is in the field for 64 people Accenture Match Play Championship, which begins Wednesday in Marana, Ariz. "I am ready to play again," said Woods. Woods did not appear to travel in the period from June, when he bravely defeated Rocco mediator to play at Torrey Pine win the U.S. Open, his 14 major championship. Those who watched this week, Maple Story mesoWoods saw a left knee, chrome, and more noticeable. Replying to a question about this repeatedly, only Woods said: "This is a pain. It is what it is." Two days after the play, Woods admitted: it's thorn front cross ligament in left knee almost a year earlier, in July 2007, then suffered two stress the fracture in his left tibia two weeks before the U.S. Open. The decision to go against her doctor that the rehabilitation of the knee rest and miss the U.S. Open has become one of the most dramatic victories Forest career. The decision to have reconstructive surgery - which took place eight days after his victory - has finished hisEverQuest 2 gold 2008 season, Woods forced to miss two majors and the Ryder Cup, as well as the immediate cause of the speculation about when he would be able to return home. Woods goal was to be healthy to play in the masters tournament he won four times, most recently in 2005. Ideally, he would play in several events until August to get his game ready, as it continues its march toward conformity Jack Nicklaus at 18 major titles. So why Woods is now returning to the game Play, when the hard draw against a hot player can send the world's top-rating Golfer at home on the first day? Well, not surprisingly, Woods has a stellar record in the event of victory, he three times, including last year when he was hanging tournament-record 8-and-7 victory for Stewart Cink in the finals. Nine Match Play appearances, Woods has a 31-6 record. Another factor when Woods will return a second child. Woods and his wife, Elin, welcomed Charlie Woods Axel on February 8, which makes the return on the PGA Tour seem to be inevitable. He has practiced for several weeks. Yet to be seen how long it would take for Woods to restore its shape, that now he is playing again on two strong knees. But consider this: Since Woods tore his ACL until he had reconstructive surgery, he played in 13 events worldwide. He won 10 times, finished second twice and fifth once. `` I was about 90 percent, but I felt great,''he said. `` I was just waiting for things to open for me. If they did test, I did not notice it. I felt fine and my stroke was there. It does not affect me at all.'' There were 14 lead changes in the first quarter before the missile has taken the lead at the end of the period and held at 46-45 lead at halftime. Houston led most of the first half. Lakers took a brief 43-42 lead late in the second quarter before Yao dunk over O'Neal put Houston ahead. Yao gave the crowd its biggest excitement in the first quarter, when the camera `` He made a shot, but he took the whistle, tozhe''O'Nila said. `` It is a great guy and soft touch. I do not think he ever will be able to play me one on one, ever, ever, ever. We let it slip away. They played with great effort. We've just made a mistake.'' Rockets went ahead 73-63 late in the third quarter, and Yao got them on the Quick Start in the fourth with two free throws and jumpers. Steve Francis and Jim Jackson hit 3-pointers to increase the lead to 83-69 with 9:01 to play. Francis then two free throws after a flagrant foul against O'Neal, and rockets were up 85-70. They beat the Lakers eq2 platfor the second time this season. Rockets pulled away in the fourth quarter of Yao, who scored 11 of Houston in the last 15 points in the final 6:12. He hit five free throws and three field goals, including a hook over O'Neal. `` I was very surprised as I was able to do,''said Yao. `` We kept the ball movement and displacement of our peoples to defend and Shaq could not catch up with her. We have to face a lot of Western Conference teams, and it would be a big incentive for our

Sugar-It Was You Could ======= Rats eating a high degree of natural sugar known as fructose seem to age faster than others ---- rats and the same might be true for people who eat to much junk food, sweet, Israeli researchers said Monday. Fructose, natural honey and fruit, is widely distributed in foods from soft drinks to yogurt. But while its sweet flavor is very popular, it could cause the sugar wrinkles and heal the problems, the researchers said. Dr. Moshe Werman and Boaz Levi of the Technion-Israel Institute of Technology fed large amounts of fructose to laboratory rats. Writing in the journal of Nutrition, they said, the fructose-fed rats showed changes in the collagen of the skin and bones Collagen, a fibrous protein in connective tissue, bone and cartilage, generally keeps the body together. The loss Final Fantasy XI gilof collagen is what causes sagging and deep wrinkles in the elderly. The process involved Werman team has said, is known as "networking". "Too much networking reduces elasticity and makes the skin stiff and inflexible, and those are the conditions, the wrinkled skin," Werman said in a statement. He said that the same might be true for humans, although this has not yet been shown. "Americans eat more and more processed foods such as carbonated beverages, pastries, fruit preserves, jams and dairy products, the fructose," Werman said. Other studies have shown that high fructose intake may influence how the body handles glucose and increases insulin resistance ---- both of which are important measures of the tendency to diabetes. The rats were fed with Werman far more than the average adult can eat in a day, which is standard in these experiments. The rats were fed 12,5 g fructose per kg (2.2 pound) weight each day for a year. To compare a person, a weight of 154 pounds (70kg), who drinks a quart (liter) Coke consumed about 60 grams of fructose, or 0.8 g per kg body weight. HOUSTON (OA) - Kobe Bryant was the Lakers' lineup, is Shaquille O'Neal. None of these roles to Yao Ming. Yao had 29 points and 11 rebounds, outplaying O'Neal lead the Houston Rockets in Los Angeles 102-87 on Wednesday night. The Rockets pulled away in theffxi gil fourth quarter behind Yao, the Houston score 11 of the last 15 points in the last 6:12. He met Five free throws and three field goals, including a hook over O'Neal. `` I was very surprised as I was able to do,''said Yao. `` We keep the ball moving and our staff on defense and Shaq is not catching up. We have a lot of Western Conference teams and this will be a big boost for our confidence.'' O'Neal, who finished with 24 points and nine rebounds, contaminated with 3:20 to play. Bryant came off the lotr goldinjured list and scored 14 points for the Lakers. `` We played and played as a team all together with great chemistry and they could not get what we are trying to do,''said Yao. O'Neal did not admit to a lot of Yao. `` He has the shots, but he also has the whistle,''said O'Neal. `` He is a great guy and has a soft touch. I do not think he can ever play me one-on-one, always, always, always. We let this slip away. They played with a lot of trouble. We have simply made mistakes.'' The Rockets went 73-63 before the end of the third quarter, and Yao has to make a quick start in the fourth with two free throws and a jumper. Steve Francis and Jim Jackson hit 3-pointers, in order to 83-69 with 9:01 to play. Francis then take two free throws after a flagrant foul against O'Neal, and the missiles were up 85-70. They beat the Lakers for the second time this season. Lakers Coach Phil Jackson thought Yao played his best game in four meetings with O'Neal. `` It was a great effort by Ming the line,''said Jackson. Rockets coach Jeff Van Gundy was pleased with the performance of Yao. AP - 12 February, clock 12:03 EST More Photos `` We have to adjustments throughout the game when you play against the best players in the league, and he did this,''said Van Gundy. `` He went with his jump hook and he went, and he spun.'' The struggle between the All-Star center with O'Neal scoring on a hook over Yao for the Lakers' first points. Yao reached over O'Neal moments later. Yao got more votes than O'Neal and is in the Western Conference All-Star Game Sunday. O'Neal has outscored Yao 116-63 in their matchups. Gary Payton recorded 19 points for Los Angeles.

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I can not control themselves. I want to have more powers, I wish I could take complete control of my life, I want to ... just wanted to, I know that I am not quite a normal right now, and I know I will get more of them will get through, only that I am sick so hard and so sad, so depressed, life would be easier to me, but I know that this habit, life will never be easy for me that I must do is to simply consider this as my practice, the best treasures to prepare for my future. the path to success and happiness. I have to pay to get something back, this balance, I have to go through the firm, then I will get my happiness. Somehow, I just lost faith in it, maybe I will find it again, but now, I just lost it, lost his faith be happy.i eve iskI do not know how long this will last, I have my story, I know that need some changes, but ... I am not strong now shaking .... interesting .... 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here ------------- It took a long time for me to return here.Such long gone, I'm here now.It 's in and I still do not use English to write my own life, even Tho I pushed myself to write some privacy in the English language in my diary book.anyway , I am here, and I can write what I want here, because here, nobody knows who I am am.its very big for me. tracing my memories, so many things happened before I came back.i was with a guy I talked to about a year ago, but things did not work during us.but point, I made it as me, and we had a good time Lineage adenatogether.we no spoke in a long time.Now about myself, I have one guy who, of course, I can not help but fall into.but Truth, somtimes, we simply can not control our feelings.i subject to this guy, who no one anymore.but-I do not care.i I'm not begging to be with him, in fact, I am very happy where I am now. I can be around for a few months, we can go with it fun.even Tho GF, I just want to be his friend.thats pretty much what I want most right now.however, I am so sad and disappointed that he and his GF, to do some things together.i I think kind of jealous and upset.even I'm not planning to be with him, or something, but things can not be easily me.but I still let ourselves that, like the fact that I did before.yes, last one.its Deja vu for me.it think I was the same situation before.the guy who likes some other girl, and I just wait there, wishing he could like me or crush me or something.last, I did, what actually happened, I was with him for several months, I can say one thing that.this, I know this may be wrong but I never ask him to do something for me.i could feel that he has a crush on or me.i know that I am a bad girl, but he likes me, I know I should stop. In fact, I stopped so many things, I think, guilty.today he told me that his GF had to kiss goodbye, the next time, I invited him to win it back.it sucked really sucked.asking who U really like to get another girl sucks.but I know that this is exactly what you need to do.i doLineage 1 adena not want to betray my heart.so I think now it's with her now, hugging ... and blabla, things which can never belong to me.i cound not tell him anything about this.i not even told my best friend.coz I know what I did wrong again, I have drunk up again.i simply not I can do things right me.i have to force myself not to think, not pity, do not become greed.i cool to play with my feelings. This is normal, I can feel it, because it is who I am, as now, should I feel sad when he was with someone else instead of me.i can feel this.coz I love it, even Tho I can not do anything . because it can not be the one who belongs to me, and it can not be someone who can give me everquest 2 goldwhat I really want.maybe I lost my mind at time.things will be good again.i penalty could be reintroduced. Yes, I know that I am miserable, struggling I want to find out where I'm going to half of next year. But my faith is out of control. What I can do is fight and patiently waits. I must do whatever I can to make their lives better and better, and I should slow my pace to see how my life will go and try to enjoy the moment, I have now, my friends and my family.

Sell your own product Via Net ======= If there is one thing I learned is trying to make money online, it is this: you will succeed if you have your own unique product ... This may be your own e-books, and even tangible product that you think might sell well on the Internet. As you probably know, is that information sells best online. Do you have unique information or a specific area of expertise? Even if you answered "yes", you should also ask ourselves flyff penyathe question: Is there a market for my product line / service? Otherwise, you can be the date specified amount of time, money and effort on a small profit. Let us assume that at the same time: 1. Find your product: It was difficult with this one. I was not actually an expert in anything. For me the "expert" is a person who knows the subject so well that he could teach or publish a book on the subject. There are many so-called "marketing gurus" on the Internet. Most of these guys were just lucky to have a vision that the Internet as a place where they could sell. I wish I started back in 1995 or 1996. You'll notice that most of the 'big' names in online marketing has started then. Timing is everything ... Ask yourself: what do you know better than anyone else? What can you offer in the network, which will be useful for a specific group of customers? Can you do things with your hands or with tools? buy flyff goldYou can write well? What are you doing on the Net? Can any of this experience will be transferred to the Internet? As mentioned above, the popular online information item today. He will probably stay this way for the foreseeable future. 2. Keep the survey: Hopefully, you already have a newsletter subscribers or a certain selection in the list. If so, you can simply send a survey to each of them. It is very simple, just a yes or no answers. Ideally, they will be able to click "yes" and another reference to "no." Try not to ask for more than five questions. Keep your language simple. Many of my newsletter subscribers from outside the United States. If you just start, you can find the ezine, which relates to your product or service. Then write ezine publisher and tell them what you need. It may allow you to run your survey in your ezine, charging you the cost of his ads. It can even help you with formatting. Best of all, he can send it to each of its subscribers as a single ad. They may think that he offers a survey. They will be much more likely to answer the review, which appeared to be from a publisher, someone they know and trust. If you are lucky, you get the answers to come to a logical conclusion. You need at least 25 (the minimum). If you do not receive at least this much, try another ezine. Once you have all your answersMaple Story Mesos together throw any very different answers. Here's another way to do the same. Start your own ezine and advertise it in one of those "paid subscribers" places (eg, newslettersforfree.com). You can pay as low as 0.16/subscriber. If you do this, make sure that the description is an accurate and interesting. This is certainly the fastest way to build a double right to choose in the list. Another thing, do not forget to tell ListBot Topica or sponsor your newletter. This is only about $ 100/year, but it is well worth it. 3. The cost of your goods / services: If you ask how many people will be willing to pay for their products, and the majority of responses in the range $ 50 - $ 60, this number could be trusted. You have to throw two guys willing to pay $ 80 and $ 100, and three people who will pay only $ 25, $ 30 and $ 35. In five of these divergent views, I am with you there are at least 20 people are willing to pay $ 50 - $ 60 for your product / service. 4. Design a web page: Now is the time to think about your web design. If you are not artistic at all, I would like to encourage you to employ a reasonably priced web designers. Saying "first and foremost important thing is even more important on the Internet. My site was very simple and unexciting, and that the" improvised "Look for them. Do yourself favor and hire a professional when you are ready. 5. Market your products on our site: Think about how best to do it. It is not only a search engine. Look at the specific ezines whose subscribers might be interested in your products. For example, if you offer a doll house for sale (which you do), advertising on the dollhouse dollhouse ezines and websites. You can find the most "can buy" customers in these locations

Sell your own product Via Net ======= If there is one thing I learned is trying to make money online, it is this: you will succeed if you have your own unique product ... This may be your own e-books, and even tangible product that you think might sell well on the Internet. As you probably know, is that information sells best online. Do you have unique information or a specific area of expertise? Even if you answered "yes", you should also ask ourselves flyff penyathe question: Is there a market for my product line / service? Otherwise, you can be the date specified amount of time, money and effort on a small profit. Let us assume that at the same time: 1. Find your product: It was difficult with this one. I was not actually an expert in anything. For me the "expert" is a person who knows the subject so well that he could teach or publish a book on the subject. There are many so-called "marketing gurus" on the Internet. Most of these guys were just lucky to have a vision that the Internet as a place where they could sell. I wish I started back in 1995 or 1996. You'll notice that most of the 'big' names in online marketing has started then. Timing is everything ... Ask yourself: what do you know better than anyone else? What can you offer in the network, which will be useful for a specific group of customers? Can you do things with your hands or with tools? buy flyff goldYou can write well? What are you doing on the Net? Can any of this experience will be transferred to the Internet? As mentioned above, the popular online information item today. He will probably stay this way for the foreseeable future. 2. Keep the survey: Hopefully, you already have a newsletter subscribers or a certain selection in the list. If so, you can simply send a survey to each of them. It is very simple, just a yes or no answers. Ideally, they will be able to click "yes" and another reference to "no." Try not to ask for more than five questions. Keep your language simple. Many of my newsletter subscribers from outside the United States. If you just start, you can find the ezine, which relates to your product or service. Then write ezine publisher and tell them what you need. It may allow you to run your survey in your ezine, charging you the cost of his ads. It can even help you with formatting. Best of all, he can send it to each of its subscribers as a single ad. They may think that he offers a survey. They will be much more likely to answer the review, which appeared to be from a publisher, someone they know and trust. If you are lucky, you get the answers to come to a logical conclusion. You need at least 25 (the minimum). If you do not receive at least this much, try another ezine. Once you have all your answersMaple Story Mesos together throw any very different answers. Here's another way to do the same. Start your own ezine and advertise it in one of those "paid subscribers" places (eg, newslettersforfree.com). You can pay as low as 0.16/subscriber. If you do this, make sure that the description is an accurate and interesting. This is certainly the fastest way to build a double right to choose in the list. Another thing, do not forget to tell ListBot Topica or sponsor your newletter. This is only about $ 100/year, but it is well worth it. 3. The cost of your goods / services: If you ask how many people will be willing to pay for their products, and the majority of responses in the range $ 50 - $ 60, this number could be trusted. You have to throw two guys willing to pay $ 80 and $ 100, and three people who will pay only $ 25, $ 30 and $ 35. In five of these divergent views, I am with you there are at least 20 people are willing to pay $ 50 - $ 60 for your product / service. 4. Design a web page: Now is the time to think about your web design. If you are not artistic at all, I would like to encourage you to employ a reasonably priced web designers. Saying "first and foremost important thing is even more important on the Internet. My site was very simple and unexciting, and that the" improvised "Look for them. Do yourself favor and hire a professional when you are ready. 5. Market your products on our site: Think about how best to do it. It is not only a search engine. Look at the specific ezines whose subscribers might be interested in your products. For example, if you offer a doll house for sale (which you do), advertising on the dollhouse dollhouse ezines and websites. You can find the most "can buy" customers in these locations

With a young and tender age, Patti Wilson was told by her doctor that she was an epileptic. Her father, Jim Wilson, is a morning jogger. One day she smiled through her braces and said: "Daddy, what I really like to do is with you every day, but I'm afraid I have a seizure." Her father told her: "If you do, I know how to handle it, so let's start!" That is exactly what they have every day. It was a wonderful experience for them to share, and there were no seizures, while kamas dofus it is running. After a few weeks, she told her father, "Dad, what I really love to do, the world's long-distance running record for women." Her father checked the Guinness Book of World Records and found that the farthest any woman had was 80 miles. As a freshman in high school, Patti announced, "I go to Orange County to San Francisco." (A distance of 400 miles.) "As a student," she continued, "I'm going to find Portland, Oregon." dofus kamas (More than 1500 miles.) "As a junior I'm in St. Louis." (Approx. 2000 miles) "As a senior I'll run the White House." (More than 3000 miles away.) With regard to their handicap, Patti was as ambitious as it was enthusiastic, but she said she looked at the disability, an epileptic as simply "a disadvantage." It focuses not on what they had lost, but on what they had left. This year, they run in San Francisco wearing a T-shirt reading "I Love epileptics." Her father ran each mile at her side, and her mother, a nurse, followed in a mobile home behind them in case anything went wrong. In their pupils year, Patti classmates behind her. They built a giant poster reading "Run, Patti, Run!" (This has since become her motto and the title of a book she has written.) On her second marathon, on the way to Portland, she fractured bones in her foot. A doctor told her to stop its course. He said: "I had a cast on the ankle so that you can not separate permanent damage." "Doc, you do not understand," she said. "This is not just a whim of mine, it's a magnificent obsession, I'm not only for me, I make it to the chains on the heads, which so many others. Is there any way I can ffxi gil run? "He gave her an option. He could be in the adhesive process, rather than in a cast. He warned them that it's incredibly painful, and he told her, "It will blister." She said the doctor, wrap it up. She completed the run to Portland, her last mile with the governor of Oregon. You may have to the headlines: "Super Runner, Patti Wilson at the end of the marathon for epilepsy on her 17th birthday." After four months of almost continuously from west coast to the East Coast, Patti arrived in Washington and shook the hand of the President of the United States. She told him, "I wanted people to know that epileptics are normal people with normal lives." I have this story at one of my seminars not long ago, and then a big teary eyes man came up to me, put his big beefy and said: "Mark, my name is Jim Wilson. You talked about my daughter, Patti. "Because of their noble efforts, he told me, enough money had been raised, by 19 to multi-million-dollar epileptic centers around the country. If Patti Wilson can be so much with so little, what can you do to be better in a state of total wellness? What did I for.rm Three passions, simple but strong majority of my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me here and there, in a wayward course over a great ocean of anguish, to the very verge of despair. I tried love, first, because he ecstasy - ecstasy so great that I often have to sacrifice the rest of your life for a few hours lotro gold of joy. I tried it, in the vicinity, because it relieves loneliness - the terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the edge of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I tried it finally, because in the union of love I've ever seen in a mystic miniature, the precursor vision of heaven that saints and poets imagine. That is what I was looking for, and though it also seems to be good for human life, this is what - at last - I have found. With equal passion I have sought knowledge. flyff penya I wanted to understand the hearts of the people. I wanted to know why the stars shine. And I've tried to understand the Pythagorean power by which number prevails over the river. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved. Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the sky. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes lotr gold of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, pain and makes a mockery of human life should be. I long to this evil, but I can not, and I too suffer. This was my life. I made it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the opportunity offered me.

Three Days to See.rm Sometimes I thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize strongly the values of life. We should live each day with a gentleness, a force and a strong interest of appreciation, which is often lost when the time is before us inflyff money the constant prospect of more days and months and years to come. There are, of course, who would Epicurean motto "Eat, drink and be merry," but most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death. In the stories condemned hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of luck, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He will always be grateful for the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It hasoften been noted that those who live or have lived in the shadow of death, a gentle sweetness to everything they do. Most of us, but life for us. We know that one day we must die, but usually we are at this day so far in the future. If we areMaple Story Mesos in good health, is death, but all inconceivable. We think it only rarely. The times, in an endless view. So we go about our small tasks that are hardly known to our listless attitude toward life. The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our abilities and senses. Only the deaf communicate, only blind people recognize the many blessings that are in the eyes. Above all, this statement applies to those who have lost eyesight and hearing in adulthood. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom use the full capabilities of these blessed. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It's the same old story, not grateful for what we have until we lose it, unaware of the health, until we are sick. I've often thought it would be a blessing if each human being stricken regions have been blind and deaf for a few days at some point during his early adulthood. Darkness would appreciate him more visibility; silence would tech him the joy of sound. From time to time I tested, my friends to see, to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friends who just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed ... "Nothing particular," she replied. I would disbelieve, I was not accustomed to such lies, for a long time ago, I was convinced that the seeing see little. How was it possible, I asked myself, on foot for about an hour through the woods and see nothing worth mentioning? I can not see the hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I think the delicate symmetry MapleStory mesos of a leaf. I my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, Shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter sleep. I think the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions, and something about the wonders of nature is for me. Occasionally, if I am very happy, my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted with the cool waters of a brook rush thought my finger open. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the page ant of the seasons is an exciting and endless drama, the action of the streams, through my fingertips. At times my heart cries with longing EverQuest 2 gold to see all these things. If I can be so much pleasure from mere touch, how much beauty must be out of sight. But those who have eyes apparently see little. the panorama of action, color and fills the world is for us. It is human, perhaps, something which we have too long for what we do not have, but it is very unfortunate that in the light of the world the gift of vision is seen as merely a convenience and not as a means of wealth of life. If I were the president of a university I should be a compulsory subject in "How to Use Your Eyes." The professor would try to show his pupils how they could be happy in their lives by really happened, what is before them unnoticed. He would try to awake their dormant and slowly faculties. Perhaps I can best illustrate the idea that what I most like to see if I understand it for the use of my eyes, say, only foreq2 plat three days. And if I have the idea that you also use your mind to work on the problem, how would your own eyes, if you only had three days to see. If the on-coming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never again for you, would you like for those three precious intervening days? What would you most want to let your eyes rest on? Of course I should most wish to see the things that are me through my years of darkness. You also want to let your eyes on the things that are too expensive, so you could be the memory of them into the night, before that was before you. Christmas Morning.rm A light drizzle fell, as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, like at home and play with the presents, Santa had for us and our little sister, Sharon. Over the road from the church was a Pan American gas station, where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was Christmas, but I have a family Runescape gold outside the locked door, pushed under the narrow overhang in an attempt to dry. I wondered briefly why they were there, but then forget it, as I drove to work with Jill. If we are at home, there was hardly time for our presents. We had to go to our grandparents' house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we traveled the highway through town, I noticed that the family is still there, outside of the closed gas station. My father was a very slow drive the highway. The closer we get to the turn-off for my grandparents' house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father-U in the middle of the street and said: "I can not!" "What?" Asked my mother. "It is the people there again on the Pan Am, in the rain. They have children. It's Christmas. I can not." When my father went into the service station, I saw that there are five of them: the parents and three children - two girls and a little boy. My father rolled his window. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Howdy," the man replied. He was very big and had too little Stoop to peer into the car. Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us. "They are waiting for the bus?" Asked my father. The man said that they were. They went to Birmingham, where he had a brother and the prospects for a job. "Well, the bus is not to come for a few hours, and you're wet standing here. Winborn is only a few miles on the road. They have a shed with a cover, and some benches," said my father. "Why y'all is not in the car and I run it." The man thought for a moment and then he waved to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they wore. Once they are in, my father looked back over the shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three Glum faces mutely gave him his answer. "Well, I do not think so," My father said, winking at my mother, "because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he had with difficulty to find, and he asked me if he could be your toy in my house. We do it before I started off at the bus stop. " All at once, the three children into his face lights up and she began to bounce around in the back, laugh and chat. When we are out of the car in our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that are under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied on Jill's Doll and hugged them immediately to their chest. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon's ball And the other girls soRunescape money That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy that others happy. My mother found that the average child was wearing a short sleeved dress, so she gave the girls only Jill's sweater to wear. My father invited them to join us in our grandparents at Christmas dinner, but the parents refused. Even if we all tried to speak, they were companies in their decision. Back in the car, on the way to Winborn, my father asked the man if he money for the ticket. His brother had tickets, the man said. My father reached into his pocket and pulled two U.S. dollars, which was everything he had until his next payday. He pressed the money into the human hand. The man tried to back it, but my father insisted. "It is late, if you look for Birmingham, and these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I broke before, and I know how it is when your family does not eat." We have them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away, I looked out the window as long as I could, looking back on the small gihugging her new doll.

Three Days to See.rm Sometimes I thought it would be an excellent rule to live each day as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude would emphasize strongly the values of life. We should live each day with a gentleness, a force and a strong interest of appreciation, which is often lost when the time is before us inflyff money the constant prospect of more days and months and years to come. There are, of course, who would Epicurean motto "Eat, drink and be merry," but most people would be chastened by the certainty of impending death. In the stories condemned hero is usually saved at the last minute by some stroke of luck, but almost always his sense of values is changed. He will always be grateful for the meaning of life and its permanent spiritual values. It hasoften been noted that those who live or have lived in the shadow of death, a gentle sweetness to everything they do. Most of us, but life for us. We know that one day we must die, but usually we are at this day so far in the future. If we areMaple Story Mesos in good health, is death, but all inconceivable. We think it only rarely. The times, in an endless view. So we go about our small tasks that are hardly known to our listless attitude toward life. The same lethargy, I am afraid, characterizes the use of all our abilities and senses. Only the deaf communicate, only blind people recognize the many blessings that are in the eyes. Above all, this statement applies to those who have lost eyesight and hearing in adulthood. But those who have never suffered impairment of sight or hearing seldom use the full capabilities of these blessed. Their eyes and ears take in all sights and sounds hazily, without concentration and with little appreciation. It's the same old story, not grateful for what we have until we lose it, unaware of the health, until we are sick. I've often thought it would be a blessing if each human being stricken regions have been blind and deaf for a few days at some point during his early adulthood. Darkness would appreciate him more visibility; silence would tech him the joy of sound. From time to time I tested, my friends to see, to discover what they see. Recently I was visited by a very good friends who just returned from a long walk in the woods, and I asked her what she had observed ... "Nothing particular," she replied. I would disbelieve, I was not accustomed to such lies, for a long time ago, I was convinced that the seeing see little. How was it possible, I asked myself, on foot for about an hour through the woods and see nothing worth mentioning? I can not see the hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I think the delicate symmetry MapleStory mesos of a leaf. I my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, Shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud the first sign of awakening Nature after her winter sleep. I think the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions, and something about the wonders of nature is for me. Occasionally, if I am very happy, my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted with the cool waters of a brook rush thought my finger open. To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the page ant of the seasons is an exciting and endless drama, the action of the streams, through my fingertips. At times my heart cries with longing EverQuest 2 gold to see all these things. If I can be so much pleasure from mere touch, how much beauty must be out of sight. But those who have eyes apparently see little. the panorama of action, color and fills the world is for us. It is human, perhaps, something which we have too long for what we do not have, but it is very unfortunate that in the light of the world the gift of vision is seen as merely a convenience and not as a means of wealth of life. If I were the president of a university I should be a compulsory subject in "How to Use Your Eyes." The professor would try to show his pupils how they could be happy in their lives by really happened, what is before them unnoticed. He would try to awake their dormant and slowly faculties. Perhaps I can best illustrate the idea that what I most like to see if I understand it for the use of my eyes, say, only foreq2 plat three days. And if I have the idea that you also use your mind to work on the problem, how would your own eyes, if you only had three days to see. If the on-coming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never again for you, would you like for those three precious intervening days? What would you most want to let your eyes rest on? Of course I should most wish to see the things that are me through my years of darkness. You also want to let your eyes on the things that are too expensive, so you could be the memory of them into the night, before that was before you. Christmas Morning.rm A light drizzle fell, as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, like at home and play with the presents, Santa had for us and our little sister, Sharon. Over the road from the church was a Pan American gas station, where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was Christmas, but I have a family Runescape gold outside the locked door, pushed under the narrow overhang in an attempt to dry. I wondered briefly why they were there, but then forget it, as I drove to work with Jill. If we are at home, there was hardly time for our presents. We had to go to our grandparents' house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we traveled the highway through town, I noticed that the family is still there, outside of the closed gas station. My father was a very slow drive the highway. The closer we get to the turn-off for my grandparents' house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father-U in the middle of the street and said: "I can not!" "What?" Asked my mother. "It is the people there again on the Pan Am, in the rain. They have children. It's Christmas. I can not." When my father went into the service station, I saw that there are five of them: the parents and three children - two girls and a little boy. My father rolled his window. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Howdy," the man replied. He was very big and had too little Stoop to peer into the car. Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us. "They are waiting for the bus?" Asked my father. The man said that they were. They went to Birmingham, where he had a brother and the prospects for a job. "Well, the bus is not to come for a few hours, and you're wet standing here. Winborn is only a few miles on the road. They have a shed with a cover, and some benches," said my father. "Why y'all is not in the car and I run it." The man thought for a moment and then he waved to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they wore. Once they are in, my father looked back over the shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three Glum faces mutely gave him his answer. "Well, I do not think so," My father said, winking at my mother, "because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he had with difficulty to find, and he asked me if he could be your toy in my house. We do it before I started off at the bus stop. " All at once, the three children into his face lights up and she began to bounce around in the back, laugh and chat. When we are out of the car in our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that are under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied on Jill's Doll and hugged them immediately to their chest. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon's ball And the other girls soRunescape money That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy that others happy. My mother found that the average child was wearing a short sleeved dress, so she gave the girls only Jill's sweater to wear. My father invited them to join us in our grandparents at Christmas dinner, but the parents refused. Even if we all tried to speak, they were companies in their decision. Back in the car, on the way to Winborn, my father asked the man if he money for the ticket. His brother had tickets, the man said. My father reached into his pocket and pulled two U.S. dollars, which was everything he had until his next payday. He pressed the money into the human hand. The man tried to back it, but my father insisted. "It is late, if you look for Birmingham, and these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I broke before, and I know how it is when your family does not eat." We have them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away, I looked out the window as long as I could, looking back on the small gihugging her new doll.

Christmas Morning A light drizzle fell, as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, like at home and play with the presents, Santa had for us and our little sister, Sharon. Over the road from the church was a Pan American gas station, where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was Christmas, but I have a family outsideeve online the locked door, pushed under the narrow overhang in an attempt to dry. I wondered briefly why they were there, but then forget it, as I drove to work with Jill. If we are at home, there was hardly time for our presents. We had to go to our grandparents' house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we traveled the highway through town, I noticed that the family is still there, outside of the closed gas station. My father was a very slow drive the highway. The closer we get to the turn-off for my grandparents' house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father-U in the middle of the street and said: "I can not!" "What?" Asked my mother. "It is the people there again on the Pan Am, in the rain. They have children. It's Christmas. I can not." When my father went into the servicehellgate london palladium station, I saw that there are five of them: the parents and three children - two girls and a little boy. My father rolled his window. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Howdy," the man replied. He was very big and had too little Stoop to peer into the car. Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us. "They are waiting for the bus?" Asked my father. The man said that they were. They went to Birmingham, where he had a brother and the prospects for a job. "Well, the bus is not to come for a few hours, and you're wet standing here. Winborn is only a few miles on the road. They have a shed with a cover, and some benches," said my father. "Why y'all is not in the carHellgate London and I run it." The man thought for a moment and then he waved to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they wore. Once they are in, my father looked back over the shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three Glum faces mutely gave him his answer. "Well, I do not think so," My father said, winking at my mother, "because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he had with difficulty to find, and he asked me if he could be your toy in my house. We do it before I started off at the bus stop. " All at once, the three children into his face lights up and she began to bounce around in the back, laugh and chat. When we are out of the car in our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that are under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied on Jill's Doll and hugged them immediately to their chest. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon's ball And the other girls something from me. All this happened a long time ago, but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy that others happy. My mother found that the average child was wearing a short sleeved dress, so she gave the girls only Jill's sweater to wear. My father invited them to join us in our grandparents at Christmas dinner, but the parents refused. Even if we all tried to speak, they were companies in their decision. Back in the car, on the way to Winborn, my father asked the man if he money for the ticket. His brother had tickets, the man said. My father reached into his pocket and pulled two U.S. dollars, which was everything he had until his next payday. He pressed the money into the human hand. The man tried to back it, but my father insisted. "It is late, if you look for Birmingham, and these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I broke before, and I know how it is when your family does not eat." We have them there at the bus stop in Winborn. 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If you wishes for the hunger for knowledge. She has taught me to love learning. Always tell me that knowledge is constantly thing. They were so strong, so wise, and your presence was always comfort. I love it, always at your side. They always gave me a hug when gaia gold I fell. I never love quantities and always to understand that not pressure me to jion in the other, or act as a good time.I lost the books you read to me. These books, which I would like to learn more about the world. Always remember it after the things that you sent me. You always love books. They never said much, but I always knew that every time we saw each other. They were glad to see me, as I always glad to see you. I remember you with teary face and smile wasteful. My pain is more insistant and try to hold on to the hope that this move. Like the strong person you were. I love you Grandpa.

My father was a self-taught mandolin player. He was one of the best players of stringed instrument in our city. He could not read music, but when he heard a melody a few times, he could play it. When he was younger, he was a member of a small country music band. It would at the local dances and on a few occasions would play for local radio stations. He told us how often he 2) Consultation and deserves a position in a band, the Featured Patsy Cline as lead singer. He said that the family after he was he never returned. Dad was a very religious man. He stated that there is a lot to drink and cursing the day of his audition and he did not order this type of environment. Occasionally, Dad would play his mandolin and for the whole family. We three children: Trisha, Monte and I, George Jr., often sing along. Songs like the Tennessee Waltz, Harbor Lights and around Christmas, the famous 3) rendition of Silver Bells. "Silver Bells, Silver Bells, Christmas time in the City" would ring throughout the house. One of Dad's favorite 4) hymns was "The Old Rugged Cross."wow gold We have the words of the anthem, when we were very young, and they sing with Dad when he play and sing. Another song that was often shared in our house was a song that accompanied the Walt Disney series: Davey Crockett. Dad had only to hear the song twice, before he learned it well enough to play. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier" was a favorite song for the family. He knew that we enjoyed the song and the program and would often mandolin after the program was. I could never, as he could play the songs so well, only after hearing it a few times. I loved to sing, but I've never learned how to play the mandolin. That's something I regret to this day. Father loved to play the mandolin for his family, he knew that we sing, and hear him play. He was so. If he could, joy, others wow gold that he would, especially his family. He was always there, sacrificing his time and efforts to see that his family had enough in their lives. I had to mature into a man and have children of my own before I realized how much he sacrificed. I am grateful to the United States Air Force in January 1962. Whenever I come home on leave, I would ask Dad to the mandolin. Nobody played the mandolin, as my father. He could touch your soul with the sounds that you made that old mandolin. He seemed to shine when he plays. You could see his pride in his ability to play so well for his family. When dad was younger, he worked for his father on the farm. His father was a farmer and 5) sharecropped a farm for the man who owned the property. In 1950, our family from the farm. Dad was the job at the local 6) Limestone 7) quarry. When the quarry closed in August 1957, he had to seek other employment. He wow power leveling worked for the Owens Yacht Company in Dundalk, Maryland and Todd Steel in Point of Rocks, Maryland. While working on Todd Steel, he was involved in an accident. His task was to iron roll angle to 8), so that the conveyor-9) welder further production would have to their jobs. On this day, Dad has the third finger of his left hand crushed between two steel. The doctor, on the fingers could not save, and Dad at the end with the tip of the finger 10) amputated. He did not lose enough with your finger, where it picked up everything, but it has an impact his ability to play the mandolin. After the accident, Dad was restrained to the mandolin. He felt that he could not play as well as before the accident. When I came home on leave and asked him, he would play for excuses for why he did not play. Finally, we would be 11) have it, and he would say, "Okay, but remember, I can not contact the strings, as I used to" or "Since the accident on these fingers I can not play so well." For the family, it makes no difference to the fact that Dad will not play. We were just glad that he would play. If the old mandolin he would come back in a joyful, happy time in our lives. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier", would again be heard in the small town of Bakerton, West Virginia. In August 1993 my father was 12) diagnosed 13) inoperable lung cancer. He chose not to get 14) chemotherapy treatments, so that he could live the rest of his life in dignity. About a week before his death, we asked Dad if he would play the mandolin for us. He made excuses, but said "okay". He knew it was probably the last time he would play for us. He 15) matched the old mandolin and played a few notes. When I looked around, it was not a dry eye in the family. We saw before us a quiet, humble man with an inner strength from knowing God and living with him in a life. Papa would never play the mandolin for us again. We felt at the time that he did not have enough energy to play, and that makes the memory of this day even more. Dad was doing something he had done all his life, was. As sick as he was, he was still encouraging others. Dad sure could play the mandolin! A lady in a weak gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a House appropriations threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment in the President of the Harvard outer office. The secretary could tell in a moment that these Backwoods country folk world of warcraft gold are not yet at the Harvard Business, and probably does not even deserve to be in Cambridge. You frowned. "We want the president," said the man quietly. "He will be busy all day," the secretary tear. "We wait," replied the woman. For hours the secretary ignored in the hope that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They did not. And the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president. "Maybe if they only see you for a few minutes, they leave," she told him. He signed into despair and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously did not have the time to cheap wow gold spend with Nobodies, but he detested gingham and adjusts simply confusing his office. The president, stern-with dignity, strutted on the couple. The woman told him: "We had a son, that at Harvard for a year. He loved Harvard, and was very happy here. But he was accidentally killed. And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him somewhere on the campus. "The president was not touched, and she was shocked," Madam, "he said gruffly," we can not be a statue for every person who, at Harvard and died, this place would be like a cemetery. "Oh, no," the woman quickly explained: "We do not want the establishment of a statue. We thought we would a building to Harvard." The president rolled his eyes. He looked at the gingham dress and House Appropriations suit, and then cried: "A house! Have you and idea of an earthly building, how much does it cost? We have over a period of seven and a half million dollars in the physical plant at Harvard. For a moment the lady was silent. The president was pleased. He was one of them now. The woman turned to her husband and said quietly. "Is it that all costs to a university?" Her husband nodded. The President Wilted face in confusion world of warcraft gold and bewilderment. Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford went away, a trip to Palo Alto, California, where they established the university that bears the name ------- a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about. You can easily judge the character of others, how they deal with those who can do nothing for them or to them.

With a young and tender age, Patti Wilson was told by her doctor that she was an epileptic. Her father, Jim Wilson, is a morning jogger. One day she smiled through her braces and said: "Daddy, what I really like to do is with you every day, but I'm afraid I have a seizure." Her father told her: "If you do, I know how to handle it, so let's start!" That is exactly what they have every day. It was a wonderful experience for them to share, and there were no seizures, while kamas dofus it is running. After a few weeks, she told her father, "Dad, what I really love to do, the world's long-distance running record for women." Her father checked the Guinness Book of World Records and found that the farthest any woman had was 80 miles. As a freshman in high school, Patti announced, "I go to Orange County to San Francisco." (A distance of 400 miles.) "As a student," she continued, "I'm going to find Portland, Oregon." dofus kamas (More than 1500 miles.) "As a junior I'm in St. Louis." (Approx. 2000 miles) "As a senior I'll run the White House." (More than 3000 miles away.) With regard to their handicap, Patti was as ambitious as it was enthusiastic, but she said she looked at the disability, an epileptic as simply "a disadvantage." It focuses not on what they had lost, but on what they had left. This year, they run in San Francisco wearing a T-shirt reading "I Love epileptics." Her father ran each mile at her side, and her mother, a nurse, followed in a mobile home behind them in case anything went wrong. In their pupils year, Patti classmates behind her. They built a giant poster reading "Run, Patti, Run!" (This has since become her motto and the title of a book she has written.) On her second marathon, on the way to Portland, she fractured bones in her foot. A doctor told her to stop its course. He said: "I had a cast on the ankle so that you can not separate permanent damage." "Doc, you do not understand," she said. "This is not just a whim of mine, it's a magnificent obsession, I'm not only for me, I make it to the chains on the heads, which so many others. Is there any way I can ffxi gil run? "He gave her an option. He could be in the adhesive process, rather than in a cast. He warned them that it's incredibly painful, and he told her, "It will blister." She said the doctor, wrap it up. She completed the run to Portland, her last mile with the governor of Oregon. You may have to the headlines: "Super Runner, Patti Wilson at the end of the marathon for epilepsy on her 17th birthday." After four months of almost continuously from west coast to the East Coast, Patti arrived in Washington and shook the hand of the President of the United States. She told him, "I wanted people to know that epileptics are normal people with normal lives." I have this story at one of my seminars not long ago, and then a big teary eyes man came up to me, put his big beefy and said: "Mark, my name is Jim Wilson. You talked about my daughter, Patti. "Because of their noble efforts, he told me, enough money had been raised, by 19 to multi-million-dollar epileptic centers around the country. If Patti Wilson can be so much with so little, what can you do to be better in a state of total wellness? What did I for.rm Three passions, simple but strong majority of my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me here and there, in a wayward course over a great ocean of anguish, to the very verge of despair. I tried love, first, because he ecstasy - ecstasy so great that I often have to sacrifice the rest of your life for a few hours lotro gold of joy. I tried it, in the vicinity, because it relieves loneliness - the terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the edge of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I tried it finally, because in the union of love I've ever seen in a mystic miniature, the precursor vision of heaven that saints and poets imagine. That is what I was looking for, and though it also seems to be good for human life, this is what - at last - I have found. With equal passion I have sought knowledge. flyff penya I wanted to understand the hearts of the people. I wanted to know why the stars shine. And I've tried to understand the Pythagorean power by which number prevails over the river. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved. Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the sky. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes lotr gold of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, pain and makes a mockery of human life should be. I long to this evil, but I can not, and I too suffer. This was my life. I made it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the opportunity offered me.

The girl who taught the world to Weave


This is a story of the time when the earth first man fell. And in these days do not wear clothes because they do not know how to weave cloth.
One day, God Matai decided to teach the art of weaving to a person. The God taught a girl named Hambrumai. And what were the designs of the girls wove? She sat by the lake side and saw the waves and circles of water. They wove the ripple pattern on cloth.
They spent days in the woods looking at trees and the designs of their branches. She looked at patches of sky between branches and wove in all the designs on cloth. She saw the natural pattern very clearly, whether it be in the trees, water, flowers, or leaf. When she took the cloth they wove, it was as though they dressed in nature. She was beautiful. And many young men wanted to marry.
One day, Hairum, the porcupine, came to her cave to steal her cloth. When he tries to get inside the cave, he was a rock. The rock to the river, and crushed Hambrumai. Also broke the loom on which she used to weave cloth.
Parts of the Loom fell into the river. They have been through the water in its journey from the hills to the plains. Wherever people a part of the loom, she learned to weave. The Mishimis believe that the draft made Hambrumai was butterflies.
To this day, the patterns on butterflies' wings, the drafts of the girls. And people remember Hambrumai to this day as the girl who taught the world to weave.

It was so bitterly cold here in Pennsylvania.
I can not remember that in winter as cold as this, but I'm sure it got colder days.
Even if the daylight grow more seconds, it's easy to find an excuse not to go unless you absolutely, but I have bhen back often to get around things.
People I speak to have been in all kinds of nasty moods. They say they are "under the weather," feeling not good about this time of year.
There I stood with my two dogs yesterday, it was so cold that my nose and face felt crisp and my cars were stinging.
Of course, that does not matter to Ricky and Lucy. They have a routine they must go through to find just the spot to fight, no matter how cold or warm it is.
So I wait.
But this time it was different. As cold as it was, I was suddenly revived about how beautiful this extreme cold really was.
Then the sun broke through the clouds and the memory of the scorching hot summer days flashed through my mind. I could not forget standing in the heat of the afternoon, sweat pouring my forehead and the hot, burning sun againse my face. I reminded myself there and then that in the cold of winter, I would wish I had this heat.
I was right.
Two extremes in my life that most of the time, which I find uncomfortable, I usually fear and moan about everything by the way.
But today, I was grateful for them. Excluding the extremes in my life, I would never have the days when things were just right. Without the extreme life would be boring.
It is not pushed to the extremes, we estimate the center more. Health challenges remind us that we must pay more attention to how we live. Extreme Financial reminds us that when things are in more than it's time to Tuck away when times are lean.
To bring the cold, so I appreciate the heat more.
Make me sweat on a hot summer day so I wish I had a handful of snow on my face rub in.
I have come to the conclusion that all too often I find a reason not to be happy if I at this moment.
Whether hot or cold, or poor health, in cash or out of it, I have always wanted to be different.
But not anymore. I would like to begin looking for a reason to be happy where I am. Even if it is simply the fact that I'm alive.
I'm tired of that "Under the Weather!"