Shakerules Diaries

“Don’t hold something in your arms that you could never hold in your heart”

True Friend Scolds Like A Dad…
Cares Like A Mom…
Teases Like A Sister…
Imitates Like A Brother…
And Finally Loves You More Than A Lover…

Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.

Experiencing a love that you have never experienced before is an experience that pretty much cannot be described. Being in a love where someone who you love with all of your heart loves you with all of his or her heart as well is a love that is hard to find. So when you find a love like this make sure that you hold on to it. Do all that you can to keep this love a float.

Remember that real life isn’t a fairy tale, and it won’t always feel like it does in the movies. There will be conflict, and you will have your problems. Your real love will be put through tests. Just remember that when these problems arise the true test of your love will be how you overcome them and how much stronger your love will be when you get past them. Love while you can, love hard, and love without regret!

I am the son of GOD!

If God is with us, then who is against us?

You don’t have to wait until Valentines Day to show someone how much they mean to you.

“All love is sweet, given or returned.”

Good Guy Gets Wrong Girl..

Good Girl Gets Wrong Guy..

They Fall In Love & Good Ones Get Cheated…

Now The Good Guys Thinks, All Girls Are Fraud.. &

Good Girls Thinks, All Guys Are Flirts..

When Good Guy Meets Good Girl,

They Avoid Falling In Love &

Become Just Good Friends..!!

That “Delinquent” could save your life…

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

One day, a rich dad took his son on a trip. Wanted to show him how poor someone can be. They spent time on the farm of a poor family. On the way home, dad asked, “Did you see how poor they are? What did you learn?”.

Son said, “We have one dog, they have four, we have pool, they have rivers, we have lanterns at night, they have stars, we buy foods, they grow theirs, we have walls to protect us, they have friends, we have encyclopedias, they have Bible.” Then they headed, “Thanks dad for showing me how poor we are.”

MORAL LESSON: It’s not about money that make us rich, it’s about simplicity of having God in our lives.

Your words are my food

Your breath is my wine

Happy Valentines Day!

YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME.

I stopped talking to you so you would miss me, but in the end, I’m the one missing you more than ever…

To Give up on your Dreams
because one Didn’t Come True

To Lose faith in Prayer
because one was not answered

To Give up on your Efforts
because one of them Failed

To Condemed all your Friends
because one Betrayed You

Not to Believe in Love
because someone was unfaithful or Didn’t love youback

To Throw your chances to be Happy
because you did not succeed on the first attempt

I hope that you go on your way
You Don’t give up into Madness

ALWAYS REMEMBER

Another chance may come up

Another Friends

A New Love

A Renewed Strength

Be Persistent

Look for Happiness in Everyday

THE SURE PATH TO FAILURE IS TO GIVE UP!

IT IS OFTEN THROUGH FAILURE THAT FUTURE SUCCESS COME…..

SO KEEP TRYING AND ALWAYS BELIEVE IN YOURSELF.

I’m strong but they are stronger…

The moment when someone loves you, but you don’t love him back. You like someone else who’s not interested in you, and you seem to be invisible in his world. Struggling all the time to find a way to make him notice you somehow, but still, you always fail to caught his attention. Then, when you spot him talking to another girl, you simply get jealous, you always wish that your story is similar to the romance flicks you see on tv. In the end, you still failed to get him to notice you, and you’re all “emo” by the corner and always not in the mood to talk to your peers. You don’t seem to know, but there’s a person who simply thinks you’re perfect to his eyes, still, you don’t seem to notice him since he’s not your type.

It’s the inside that matters. By the time you realized it, he already left you and you’ll regret everything.