Shakerules Diaries

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.

“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I LOVE YOU” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”

Father was a hardworking man who delivered bread as a living to support his wife and three children. He spent all his evenings after work attending classes, hoping to improve himself so that he could one day find a better paying job. Except for Sundays, Father hardly ate a meal together with his family. He worked and studied very hard because he wanted to provide his family with the best money could buy.

Whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

The day came when the examination results were announced. To his joy, Father passed, and with distinctions too! Soon after, he was offered a good job as a senior supervisor which paid handsomely.

Like a dream come true, Father could now afford to provide his family with life’s little luxuries like nice clothing, fine food and vacation abroad.

However, the family still did not get to see father for most of the week. He continued to work very hard, hoping to be promoted to the position of manager. In fact, to make himself a worthily candidate for the promotion, he enrolled for another course in the open university.

Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

Father’s hard work paid off and he was promoted. Jubilantly, he decided to hire a maid to relieve his wife from her domestic tasks. He also felt that their three-room flat was no longer big enough, it would be nice for his family to be ablt to enjoy the facilities and comfort of a condominium. Having experienced the rewards of his hard work many times before, Father resolved to further his studies and work at being promoted again. The family still did not get to see much of him. In fact, sometimes Father had to work on Sundays entertaining clients. Again, whenever the family complained that he was not spending enough time with them, he reasoned that he was doing all this for them. But he often yearned to spend more time with his family.

As expected, Father’s hard work paid off again and he bought a beautiful condominium overlooking the coast of Singapore. On the first Sunday evening at their new home, Father declared to his family that he decided not to take anymore courses or pursue any more promotions. From then on he was going to devote more time to his family.

Father did not wake up the next day.

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”

“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.

Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

Before I met you I would lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and think, I need someone. I need someone so badly to make me feel again. I waited, miserably, for someone to come into my life and turn things around for me.

One day it clicked. Who would love me like this? For one, I spent all day in my room. I woke up, completed my work, and went back to bed. I avoided human contact, even with my family. If by some chance encounter I actually did meet someone new, why would they ever talk to me? Apart from the forced smile I gave my parents to avoid conversation, I never smiled. I never felt like laughing, I shied away from physical contact and I had no personality anymore. I didn’t embody anything that made a person attractive to another person. It wasn’t bad luck that was keeping me from meeting someone, it was myself.

When I met you, I was finally content with who I was. Thinking back now, it seems like right when I became okay with myself, you came into my life. I had hoped so badly to meet you before; I just wasn’t ready back then.

When we first started talking it was a complete shock for me. I was in a stable place, but I was still seeing in dark colors. You brought color and emotion into my life that I never knew existed. You gave me such butterflies that I felt nauseous. It was so overwhelming it actually made me feel sick.

I couldn’t remember the last time I had been embraced by anyone. But when we met, you touched my hand so lovingly. I had never felt so much love from just a touch before. It was electric, overwhelming, amazing.

I trusted you so quickly. I wanted to tell you everything: my past, my struggles, and my secrets. I wanted to talk to you all day everyday and spill everything I didn’t realize I was keeping inside.

You were patient and kind and, throughout the 3 years we have been together, have taught me what love really is. You showed me how to let someone love me. You helped me leave behind everything I didn’t want to be. I have so many hopes and dreams because of you and I see life in so much color with you around.

It is the best feeling knowing that some of your best days are just waiting to be lived out. Doing anything with you seems extraordinary to me.

You and I have so much to look forward to and I owe that all to you. You turned my life into something beautiful.

I wish I had said everything. I wish I hadn’t held back the words that keep ringing in my head now. So I’m writing them here. These words are for you.

I met you and was instantly drawn to you. You were funny and sarcastic and sexy and unattainable. I wanted to be around you, even if it was just to talk to you for a moment. I wanted to just be around you. We had that moment one night, that moment where we both stopped and thought that maybe there could really be something between us. But it was unattainable. It wasn’t logical. And yet I thought about you. And wondered what you were doing, and if you felt the same.

When it all ended, i called you. From that day on, you had me.

In the beginning of us it was great. I wanted to touch you and hold your hand and be in your arms all the time. I didn’t see anyone else. And neither did you…for awhile.

But you saw what others thought. And you saw what others were saying. And you let it ruin us.

I would have been with you, and given you all of me..but it would have never worked. We would have never worked.. And even though i knew that, I stayed..and I still let you hurt me and love me at the same time.

Being with you was amazing, being wrapped up in you was intoxicating. Being away from you, not hearing from you, knowing that your mind was everywhere but on me, was painful.

You told me you loved me, that you always would, and you would always hold a place in your heart for me, that I had made an impression there. And I said the same.

But then why did you do the things you did? How can you hurt someone you love? How can you give it up so easily? Was I a fool to believe the easy words? Was I just another dumb girl that climbed in your bed for a fun ride, only to get off and get back in line again?

Well then things happened. Things that changed things. Something that could have easily made me walk away, but I didn’t. I stayed and forgave you and looked past it.
Everyone told me I was insane, but I wanted to be with you. I didn’t want to give up the drug yet. And even still you grew further and further away from me, as I tried to hang on to whatever was left.

And then came time for me to get on that plane, the time we both knew would come, and you said good bye so easily. You told me if only the circumstances had been different, maybe if the times were others it could have worked. But it didn’t.

And now I’m here, with this new life, and a new place, and I’m in love with it. I’m in love with my new life. But I miss you. I miss your bed. I miss the nook in your arms where I would lie. I miss hearing you say how comfortable we were together.

I miss kissing you and laughing with you.

And I think of you and wonder if you think of me….knowing that the answer is you don’t. Knowing that you have probably moved on and I don’t cross your mind any more.

So I will move on. But I just needed you to know that I think of you. And miss us. But I am moving on. I hold a place for you, that is filled with pain and love and forgiveness.

I forgive you for hurting me and for not knowing that you did. I wish you the best. Maybe if the timing had been different…maybe if you were different..

Maybe we’ll never know.

A – Avoid Negative Sources, Thoughts, People.
B – Believe in Yourself.
C – Consider things from all angles.
D – Don’t Give up or Give In.
E – Enjoy Life Today. Tomorrow may not come.
F – Family and Friends are Hidden Treasures. Gift of God to you.
G – Give more than you Planned to Give.
H – Hang on to your Dreams.
I – Ignore those who Discourage you.
J – Just Do it!
K – Keep doing no matter how hard it seems! It will become easier.
L – Love yourself First and Most.
M – Make it Happen.
N – Never Lie, Cheat or Steal. Always strike a fair deal.
O – Own up your Mistakes. That is the least you can do.
P – Practice makes you Perfect.
Q – Quitters Never Win and Winners never Quit.
R – Read, Study and Learn everything Important in your Life.
S – Stop Procrastinating.
T – Take Control of your Destiny.
U – Understand yourself better to understand others.
V – Visualize It!
W – Want it more than anything.
X – Xcellerate your efforts.
Y – You are Unique of God’s Creation. Nothing can Replace you.
Z – Zero in your target and Go for it.

7 Secrets Of Success… I Found The Answers In My Room

All I want from you is…

A little love that grows and grows

Not one that comes and goes

That’s all I want from you.

Don’t let me down;

Oh, Show me that you care;

Remember when you care,

You also get your share !

Don’t let me down;

A sunny day; with hopes up the sky;

A kiss and no goodbye,

That’s all I want from you !

Don’t let me down;

I have no time to wait;

Tomorrow might not come,

When dreamer dreams too late !

You’re everything my heart has cried for.
Everything I’ve heard and tried for.
You’re the only thing I’ve lived for.
You belong to me – by habit !
You’re the only one I dream for.
You’re the one I fret and fume for.
No one else I find in scream for.
You belong to be – by habit !
You’re the one thing I can’t do without.
You’re the one I never can doubt.
You’re the reason I’m completely free.
You’re the only one who knows me.
Only one who someday can haunt me.
You’re everything I wanted you to be.
YES ! You’re everything that means,
You mean everything to me !

When Love Knocks
At Your Door,
Just Breathe,
Relax, And
Let It In.
Because Being
Afraid Of Happiness
Is Complete
NonSense.

Do You Understand The Difference About LIKE and LOVE?

- Yeah, you LIKE me, I LOVE you…

We all make mistakes,When you live in each moment-Until its too late. Its always too late when you’re looking at the world through a frosted window in which you trace”i believe” with your fingertips… You have so much to send on your end, but no one to send back the love you need.
Being one in a million means nothing when the odds are against you.

And maybe it would be easier to not feel at all, and you couldnt miss anything if you never had the chance to fall. Whoever put the word “lie” in “believe”,made a believer out of me.

And if my whispers never leave your thoughts please remember: “i am one in a million and i never wanted to fit in anywhere except your heart”, and this line from a song along with my whispers will start to fade like i have. Does anyone know what to do with a heart like mine?

I only know how to love with everything that i am. Saving smiles for you was the last thing i thought would bring me down. And when you wear your heart on your sleeve, You are begging to bleed. One thing you can be sure of,is that your story will have chapters to last.

Without them you’d be an empty book. One thing is certain, in these pages you’ll find a story of a different kind. I’m just a girl but Im still breathing, And im still dreaming..

It can be impossible to truly comprehend just how deep the Father’s love for us is, but every now and then, a great reminder will come along to allow us to catch a glimpse. This video paints a perfect picture of His unconditional love and grace for us. While we are selfish, undeserving and sinful children, our Father loves us so much, He sent His perfect Son to die for us. Grab the tissues–this video will touch you deeply. Romans 5:8 but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Share this powerful video with someone you love that needs to hear this message.

This video is from a Thailand.

A very heart touching love story with video in a korean song music, music is too nice but the story in video is really too much heart touching. There are rare video love stories but you may have this the best heart touching love story ever and you may also name it sad love story video.

You are my life partner,
You are my soulmate,
To express my love for you,
is never clumsy or too late,

You are better half, you are my soul,
I feel comfort with you, you are all in all,
I feel proud of you and your love,
Your love makes my more great and tall,

You have my life like heaven
You are the best part of my life,
You are the essence of my every happiness,
You are my faithful, loving and sincere wife……