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Disney Again 80 Views 03/25/07
Okay, so I went to Disney yet again with my little rugrats. We have year passes and I kind of use Disney as a place to go for a couple of hours, since it is only 40 minutes away from me. Instead of going to a park, we go to Disney. Now, here are some problems I have been encountering lately.. any suggestions highly appreciated. 1) For some strange reason, when I ask my kids if they want to go to Disney today - they say "NO"... what's up with that... what kid doesn't like Disney???? 2) The 6 year old use to be afraid of a lot of the rides, but the last 2 times he actually tried some new ones!!! Woohoo!! As a matter of fact - today he wanted to go to the Haunted House!!! But he would not go to the boat ride thing in Frontier land - go figure?? 3) They always want to buy TOYS!! OMG - I tell them no toys before we get there, but you go on the Star Tours and it DUMPS you out in the middle of the Star Wars store... ugh.. it's almost like the supermarkets with the candy in the front of the stores. Today the 6 year old again.. lol, got mad at me because I wouldn't buy him a $45.00 Dark Vader Outfit and a lightsaver to boot!!! Ugh... he settled for a $4.00 car.. not happy and mumbled I hate you on the way home. Actually, that's about it. They really are good kids and we have a great time when we go. Today, just happened to be ONE of those days!!!
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Neverending Story 609 Views 01/13/07
Okay I know most of us here like to write & we all like to participate in the blogs here. Here's your chance to do both. Be creative & have some fun! I will start off this neverending story & stop half way through the next sentence. The next person must finish that sentence and start a new one half way.. and so on and so on.... ******************************** *** THE PERFECT DATE *** It was a breezy summer day in mid-July and Tiffany was on her way to meet one of the most interesting men she has ever seen in her entire life. She was very nervous as she.......
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Be grateful for what you have!!! 324 Views 03/12/07
You stay up for 16 hours He stays up for days on end. _________________________ You take a warm shower to help you wake up. He goes days or weeks without running water. __________________________ You complain of a "headache", and call in sick. He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward. __________________________ You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends. He still fights for your right to wear that shirt. __________________________ You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket. He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags. __________________________ You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you. He knows he may not see some of his buddies again. __________________________ You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists. _________________________ You complain about how hot it is. He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow. __________________________ You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. He doesn't get to eat today. __________________________ Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean. __________________________ You go to the mall and get your hair redone. He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today. __________________________ You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over. He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months. __________________________ You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight. He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home. __________________________ You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday. He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume. __________________________ You roll your eyes as a baby cries. He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet __________________________ You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything. He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting. __________________________ You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him. He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded. __________________________ You see only what the media wants you to see. He sees the broken bodies lying around him. __________________________ You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't. He does exactly what he is told. __________________________ You stay at home and watch TV. He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat. __________________________ You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable. He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long. __________________________ You sit there and judge him, saying the world is probably a worse place because of men like him. If only there were more men like him.
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*****Spending the day with a total stranger***** 152 Views 03/24/07
Okay, it's story time. How many of you have ever spent the day with a total stranger. I may have done this more than once, because I'm weird that way, but I remember one time in particular. And here is my little story: I was living in New York at the time and I was around 22 years old. I was on my way to visit a girlfriend of mine who lived in Brooklyn. We both worked in Manhattan and this would be the 1st time hanging out with her in Brooklyn. She gave me directions, take the D train to the M train, cross over the platform and take the J train.. yadda yadda yadda. So, I get off the M train and suddenly I looking around and don't see any signs for the J train.. ugh!!!!!! So, I'm walking down the platform and it's pretty empty, although it was around 11am on a Saturday. Walking towards me was this man with a bloody face. I stopped and looked at him. He didn't seem all that hurt but I walked over to him and asked him if he was okay and if he needed any help. He was a little confused but said he was okay. I asked what had happened to him and he told me all about this intense story about how he was jumped and beat up by some punks. Then I was explaining to him about how I was now lost and where I needed to go. He tried to explain to me what I needed to do, which involved more trains. I rolled my eyes and suggested we get out of the subway and walk and talk where the sun was shining. We walked to a nearby grocery store and bought a six pack of Bud & Funyons. At this point he cleaned up his face and revealed a very cute and sexy Latino man. We walked to a nearby park and sat under a very big oak tree with shade and drank beer and laughed the hours away. After, about 4 hours of storytelling and giggling, he kissed me. It was very sweet and innocent. Somewhere about 5pm, he told me that he had to go to his sisters' house for dinner which was not far from where we were. I didn't feel like going home and he invited me to come along and have dinner with his family. I met his sister, his 2 nieces and 1 nephew, his brother and his uncle. They all embraced me into their cute little family and we continuing laughing the evening away. I finally left his sisters' house at 9pm and hopped in a cab to get back to my house. I took down his number, but when I woke up the next day, I decided to just let the day be a great memory and never called him. I still think of him from time to time as one of those fantasy men who you would love to meet and marry one day. I like the memory just as it is and have no regrets. Now, does anyone have a similar story!!!
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False Alarm - My Dad Died 235 Views 03/18/07
This is a blog I wrote on Christmas Eve. Three days after I wrote this blog my Dad answered his phone and I found out he was out of town for 3 weeks and the place he lived at thought he had passed away. So, he is still alive, still complaining, still asking me for money... lol... but it's nice to know that he is still around! 12/24/06 - I went to the mailbox today at 4:30pm December 24, 2006, Christmas eve and received an envelope that said "return to sender", "party deceased". This was the Christmas card that I had mailed to my Dad on the 15th of the month. I was planning to drive out to Las Vegas with the kids to see him the day after Christmas. I put money in the envelope and mailed it early enough to make sure that he got it on time because I am the only one that talks to him. My sister doesn't know him that well and calls him maybe once a year. My brother refuses to talk to him at all. At 1st I was pretty emotionless and thought to myself, someone had to have made a mistake. But then thinking he has been telling me he was drying for 10 years now. I always joked with him and said okay Dad just make sure you take a insurance policy out!! But the last 2 months it was different, he complained as usual and said that he was going to kick the bucket as usual but there was something in his voice that sounded like he was scared and knew what was about to happen. Back to the envelope. I looked at it and got my cell phone. I called his house but still no answer. I try to call the VA hospital, the place where he lived (housing authority of las vegas), even the city morgue and got voicemails and no real people. I was on my way to bring my daughter out to dinner and since I was not 100% sure that my Dad had passed away I decided that being with my children and having Christmas was way more important then mourning over my Dad and had to push any emotions out of the way. I need to explain my Dad and although most people think he was a horrible person I have always forgave him and let him be himself and never judged him. This will be long and I don't expect anyone to read this but I have a need to write it and post it. It is rather personal, but I have always been an open book and have always been open about my life. I think its a way of dealing with the world and moving on and being able to cope and handle anything that cross my path. My Dad: He met my Mom at John Jays swimming pool in NYC when they were teenagers. She told me the day they met he called her a name & she clawed his chest with her fingernails and threw him into the pool. She hated him and ended up marrying him at the age of 20. They lived on 82nd and 1st Avenue in Manhattan and my Dad liked to gamble. My Mom thought if she moved to the Bronx he would be far away from all of the gambling parties in Manhattan and he would stop. Well, hahaha... her bad. My Dad continued to gamble through the rest of his life (which is why of course he lives in Las Vegas now).. hmm not sure whether to use past tense there or not. I remember my Dad would gamble in the park with all of the little old men and he would cheat. He was a card shark and always won. I would stop by from time to time and if my Dad has lots of money next to him, I would hang around him until him would hand me some money just so I would go away. I knew better not to be around if he wasn't winning as much as he would like to be. My Dad taught me a lot of things. He taught he how to play chess. Every day after school he would leave the chess set in the living room with 7 to 8 pieces on the board. I had to figure out how white could win in 2 moves. This is how I learned strategy. When we would play in the beginning he removed his queen, 2 rooks, 1 bishop and 1 horse. Each time I beat him he would add a piece. This took a long time but by the time I was 10 I could kick his ass and he said to me one day, "I'm not playing with you anymore you cheat".... That made my day!!! My Dad taught me to play backgammon, cards, how to gamble the right way. He taught me how to drive at the age of 8 and taught me how to drink at the age of 10. He was a bartender and would test the drinks on me to see if I liked them.. what a Dad. At the time I thought he was the best. We had a lot of fun together. I remember coming home from school one day and I smelled pot. I went into the living room and said I smell something funny. My Dad said with a giggle, Don't look at me, it's your brother!! He is smoking those funny lil cigarettes. I almost died laughing, just the thought of my Dad smoking pot. Amazing. Now, my Dad may have seemed to be great to a 8 year old, but to most adults he was less than a father. He would cheat on my Mom, he moved in, he moved out. He drank. He couldn't hold a job for more than 2 weeks. He was a taxi cab driver, a dispatcher, a dog trainer, a bartender, a TV repair man (which he had his own business in the beginning but screwed that up), but mostly he was a gambler. Well, finally my Mom had enough when I was 16 years old. She found out that my Dad got the lady who lived above us pregnant. My Mom packed my Dads bags and threw him out. The last time I talked to my Dad when I was 16 he was at the park gambling and wanted me to run to the park to say Hello. I was sick in bed it was Christmas time come to think of it. I had a fever and could not go out. Well, I did not hear or see my Dad for 16 years after that. He disappeared and no one knew where he was. I was 32 and living in Florida when I got this phone call. And lo and behold it was my Dad. We talked on the phone like as if it was yesterday and I was 16 years old. I didn't hate him for not calling or being there to see me grow up, but let him know that I was okay with whatever reason he had. The only difference was that I no longer felt the love for him that I had when I was younger. No longer did I look up to him and think he was the bomb. No longer did I love him. He was just another person at the other end of the phone. Over the next 10 years he would constantly tell me he was dying. First he had some breathing problem (he smoked). Then he developed diabetes (because of his poor eating habits and smoking habits and drinking habits). About 3 years ago he had open heart surgury 5 bypass. I flew to Vegas to see him and I remember his doctors asking me and my sister (whom also flew there) which one of us were going to take him home with us. We both looked at him and told him neither one of us. They would have to figure out what to do with him. I didn't feel obligated to take on the responsibility of someone who did nothing for me. I didnt love my Dad still. He made his life the way it was and he had to take his own responsibility for it. He recovered and had a full time nurse looking after him. He was a Veteran Vet because he was in the Marines. They took really good care of him most of his life. Well, back to today I went to dinner with my daughter we had fun and we talked about the Dad of the fact that I'm pretty sure he has passed away. I explained to her that I am not sure how I feel about it. I may feel somewhat different after I hear from someone that he has in fact passed away. Right now I feel a little numb. I had to drive to Manhattan Beach to pick up my 2 youngest sons at 8:30pm and at that time I did feel something. I started to cry. I wasn't sure why I was crying. Maybe it was because I wanted to bring the kids to see their grandfather and now they can not go to see him. I did bring them last year to meet him for the 1st time and I'm glad they did get a chance to meet my Dad. Maybe I felt sad because he has done nothing for me my whole life and was hoping he would turn around and instead of being so selfish, think of someone else for a change. Maybe I just missed him, I'm not sure. Whatever the reason, I felt something. But I do know that tomorrow is Christmas and tomorrow my 3 children will have a great Christmas and we will spend Christmas being happy and having fun. No sad faces tomorrow. As a matter of fact I decided not to tell my sister and brother until Tuesday the day after Christmas. Just in case they would feel sad and not be able to handle it as well as me. I decided to let them have their Christmas without any sadness. So, here's a toast to my Daddy. He is only human and he may have tried as best he knew how. I never felt like he owed me anything and I always gave him smiles and laughter and remembered him on the important day just so I could bring a smile to his face. That is what life is about. Giving to others and not expecting anything in return. Kiss Hug Dad and now that you are an angel (a fallen angel - lol) maybe now you can send me the winning lottery numbers!!! Keep smiling Dad I guess I do love you in my own little way and I will miss you!!!
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The Life of an Egg 130 Views 03/17/07
So you think your life is bad. Just think how bad the life of the egg is... You only get laid once! You only get eaten once! It takes 4 minutes to get hard 2 minutes to get soft You have to share a box with 11 other guys And the only chick who ever sat on your face was your mother. (Now don't you feel better)
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HOW TO KISS 1321 Views 02/23/07
Oh Yes baby there are many many ways to MUAH!! First of all you must and this is a must, did I say must.. yes, you must make sure that you have clean breath. Don't be kissing me if you just ate garlic, onions or any type of SEAFOOD!! Barf! Brush your teeth, mouthwash.. ummm - why not some Jack only kidding no alcohol please!!! Okay, now that you have sparkling minty clean fresh teeth and sweet smelling breath, you are on your way. {{Plus you need a partner - I am thinking Jeromme right about now}} Second: For the female as much as men LOVE getting lipstick on their lips NOT, PUT IT ON with lip gloss!!! Wet n Wild!! Now I don't mean put it on and seconds later kiss away - nope! Put it on and wait a while. For the men NO lipstick please, NO lip-gloss - OMG Okay, you may wear chapstick... cherry flavor please!! Oh and please don't chew gum and toss it. The gum flavor has to go!!! Every time I kiss I guy who is chewing on Wrigley Spearmint Gum I feel like I'm 15 again. Now for the good stuff!! Make sure you are alone and have no distractions. Some light music is okay, but please no dialogue in the background. Umm that means no Howard Cosell yapping in the background. Make sure you are within kissing distance please, dont try kissing upside down, although that has proven to be very stimulating sucking on your partner lower lip!! Mmmm I remember this.. okay next. Lick your lips slowly with your tongue along the bottom of your upper lip. As you are standing rather close and you can feel the slight breathing pattern of your partner, close your eyes. Then slowing start with a gentle kiss locking lightly the bottom of her/his lips. You may open your eyes anytime after this!! Now that you have a taste you can slightly start to press gently into the kiss. Slowly sucking onto the bottom lip and moving your bottom lip up towards the upper lip. Wrapping both lips slowly let go. Start to kiss lightly on their cheek and around to the ear and earlobe. Breathing in the ear is very seductive following kisses down the neck and back to the lips. Please do not forget to be running your fingers down his/her spine and around the sides. By this time your heart should be racing, your breathing should be heavier. Start making slow circular motions with your tongue around your partners entire lips. Mmmm.. Where is a man when you need him? It's getting hot in here and this is just kissing.. Okay Now that your passion is a bit more intense start the kissing with more power. Mouth on mouth and a little tongue action ending again with more sucking on the lips with a gentle bite. Now I must stop here and feel free to give me your input on HOW YOU KISS or HOW YOU WANT TO BE KISSED!!!
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Weird or no so Weird Thoughts 381 Views 01/20/07
This blog is for every crazy or mixed up idea that you have ever had. I was cleaning out some old papers and sat back and starting to laugh at something that I had written a long time ago when I was into astrology. So, post something weird or not so weird. Here is mine. LOL -- It's okay if you start to giggle!!! ********************************** Gravity does not necessarily mean a pull toward the center of the earth. But could be a repelling force from space itself. A force which pushes molecules away, since this force pushes the positive and negative. This is why the planets, stars and black holes are round. The push is uniformed so as to push all powers evenly. Space pushes away any positive or negative power. Space pulls in light forces, uses it, illuminates and passes on and on which explains the speed of light being constant. As far as why planets evolve around the sun, Einstein said that planets make a dent in the universe. Since space doesn't just disappear, it just moves over a bit and overlaps. So when light from the sun is being passed on from space unit to space unit and hits the overlapped portion it expands and moves and shifts the planet around. And since the suns light is constant so are the planets. Ta Da - Okay you can post your own weird thought now!!!!
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The Poetry Corner 312 Views 01/06/07
I have decided to start a poetry corner. A place you can go to put up a poem and share. It doesn't matter what it is as long as it's a poem.. 2 lines, 4 lines, etc. I'll post one of mine to kick this off. I love writing and sharing!! Pain of Hearts Deep under the layers of feelings Lies the core of our being A caressing smile can cause you joy A memory can ease the pain Love is a blissful sensation Love can heal all wounds Love spreads like wildfire And Love is the center of our doom Just as a flower blooms with the sun Our hearts fill with glee A storm can destroy the outermost layer The sun can hide behind a cloud A flower can wilt and die forever But the seed is hidden deep down Look for love within yourself And you will find the seed For every joy there is some pain But Love will always be
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Children are like Precious gemstones 126 Views 01/03/07
This blog is for everyone who has kids or is thinking of having kids. All those who don't, you must have a child to understand the true meaning of love, sharing and giving. Our children are our future. They are like precious gemstones that need to be polished so they can shine on the world. I can remember in my 20s the feeling of wanting to have a child. I desired to have something in my life that meant the world to me. Someone who I could dedicate my life and give my heart and soul too. I waited a couple of years for the right person and the right moment to have one with. Unfortunately, that moment never happened and I had strong emotions to have a child. I knew I could do it on my own and I could love this child till the day I die. I went ahead and got pregnant with someone whom I was with for 5 years, although deep down I knew this person was not my ideal soul mate. He hated the idea of having a child but soon converted after Ashley was born. I have heard women say that when that little person came out how they fell in love with this new little tiny cute adorable infant that meant so much to them while carrying them around for 9 months. And I have to admit, that after popping the watermelon out, I picked her up, looked her into the face and memorized every feature and handed her back to the nurse and asked her if I could go to sleep now. I was totally exhausted and every part of my body hurt and I wanted to sleep and I did! It wasn't until the morning when I fell in love with my daughter. Loving every part of her little body from her tiny piggy toe to the cute little nose on her face. I did remember every feature, because when they nurse bought her into my room, I recognized her immediately! I loved her from that moment and still do to this day, she is the best! She is 16 years old now and she has grown into one of the most well rounded, respectable, sweetest, kind hearted, lovable, thoughtful, caring, extremely smart (I could go on) and most beautiful teenager I know. I am very proud of who she has become. I also have 2 boys who I love just as much. The are 5 and 7 they are soooooooooooo different from having a girl, but that is another story that will have to be told at another time. I nicknamed them the trouble brothers, so you can imagine!!! They both are playful, happy, adorable, fun to be around and the sweetest boys you will ever meet. They will make you smile every time. The silly things they do and the cutest little voices on the planet. I have been blessed 3 times with my 3 children. They bring joy and laughter into my heart and fill my days with endless moments of adventure and excitement. Do you remember the 1st time your child walked 3 steps and then plopped down on their butt and laughed about it? The times when everything you say to them, their answer was NO, and no and no and no. And the 1st time they ate spaghetti and got it ALL over their face and table and floor and the walls, but it was okay because you grabbed the camera and took a picture. I know you did. Remembering the simple things in life and how innocent our children are. How they can follow a butterfly and get so exciting because it landed on a flower in front of them. Tearing up paper is a big thrill because it makes noise. Then there are the days when they pick flowers for you because they want to see you smile. When you pick them up from school, how they scream Mommy and run over and nearly knock you over because they now are almost ? your weight. Dont forget about when they are sick and how they simple feel better just because you are stroking their hair or putting a wet cloth over their forehead to cool them down. And the moments of pure peacefulness when they just want to sit next to you and cuddle while watching a favorite Disney Movie. BTW It think I have seen every Disney movie at least 20 times, go ahead test me I know most them all. These are only a few moments of how children can fill your heart with happiness. They are like little sponges and learn things quickly. It is up to us to show them the way and to make them shine. They follow our examples and look up to their parents as if we were super human beings able to do the impossible. So, everyone we must take good care of our children and pay lots of attention to them. If you are happy, they will be happy. I know my children mean the world to me. I would and will do anything for their happiness and cherish them every day.
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The impossible 135 Views 01/01/07
This is for all of you on here who are too scared to contact people who you think would never give you a second glance. I wrote this poem a while ago. I had met this man and thought that he would never go out with me in my wildest dreams, but I don't give up so easily. Result: we dated for 9 months and after 4 years he is still one of my closest friends. As we look into our future at the impossible, we feel a sure hopelessness. Quickly, we cast away any imaginable desire and move on thinking it could never be. As we continue in our journey to search and discover what exactly we are looking for We continue to see the impossible and make a conscious decision to take the risk. At first, our expectations are just as we expected yet some inner force pursues and gives us strength. Time advances and the pretty perfect scenario falls into a black abyss. Just as our efforts and emotions have surpassed and our hearts have become a void of inert energy. A glimmer and a spark ignite and we see that things arent as impossible as it would seem. Now that the impossible has become a tangible desire, we find something out of place. Instead of embracing our deepest desire, we neglect and turn our heads without regard to consequences. Tables have turned and our impossible has found a way to touch our heart and soul. Again, we find ourselves destroying the doubt and allowing a possible chance to unfold and explode. All at once our fears have faded our doubt has been overturned. And there stands before us the very same hopelessness dream but it is real and alive. As we think to ourselves now what do I do? Consciously we allow this strong and powerful energy to slightly reach our outer most surface. Trying with every last imagination energy of our being to keep a safe distance. Keeping our heart from falling and protecting it from harmful uncertainties. Knowing that the impossible could very well be reality, we put our guard up. After every last mountain and obstacle has been overcome and stone turned, we finally see. That the impossible power was too great to try to imprison. The black lining was a multitude of colors hiding in the darkness waiting to be discovered. The hard rough surface was a soft peaceful and gentle caressing arm. And the heart that we tried so hard to protect has become overwhelmed with love. As last, we can accept and embrace the impossible. Debbie
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One Door Closes 154 Views 12/30/06
Just a quick Poem for the New Year from me to You As I look behind me to see the fading twinkles of my past I can see the beginning and the things that last One strong force brightly shines on through With little branches of the what, when and who We all have memories of pleasure and pain It is how we choose to learn from what remains Each branch has a door that can open and close They all have a purpose as everyone knows I treasure my past and keep it close to my heart I feel I love I crave for a new start The doors along my path all are linked together Some shut quickly and some have led to another There is one door that will remain open and protected I feel its power to uncover the unexpected... I sense its force to set free and to welcome It is this force that gives us wisdom So when one door closes and sets us free A new door will open and we acquire a key Me
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A gift from God to give back to the world 279 Views 12/28/06
Each and every day we can give back to the world something very simple. Some of have learned how to give and never expect things in return simply because it makes us happy to see a smile on someones face. It is far better to make one person smile then to fill an ocean of tears. We each have a gift of giving and need to awaken this gifts and a good start is to become aware of the people and events that surround our every day and night. There are so many opportunity that we encounter each day. For example, instead of rolling your eyes and looking disgusted while waiting behind the old lady at the grocery store who has 20 coupons and pays with a check and dropped her change on the floor, you can smile and give the gift of patience and understanding. Another example is you are out with your daughter shopping for a christmas tree and she picks the dead one and you say no let's pick a different one and she picks yet another dead tree and pouts and starts to cry because you want to keep looking. Instead of getting mad at her because she has now did the "whatever" on you, you go home and give her the chance to change her mind and settle down so that you both can go back out and pick a tree together, giving her the gift of free will and forgiveness. You can give your son the gift of acceptance by accepting that he has now pierced a hole in his eyelid (okay, thinking ahead here and hoping my boys do not do this), but instead of looking disgusted you have now let him know that it's okay to stand up and be who you are. One of the greatest gifts you can give people is praise. Positive praise and recognition. You can praise the homeless guy who hangs out in front of the grocery store for being so happy and cheerful everyday. Another gift is the gift of time. Find time to STOP and listen. Give someone your time by really listening to what they have to say, instead of pretending to listen while the whole time thinking of what you want to say. These are simple examples of every day living. If we really stopped and smelled the roses and really looked around us and noticed the clouds and formations of the trees. You can then appreciate the simple things in life and give your gifts to the world because it makes someone else smile and in turn your heart smiles and grows. My gift to anyone who has reads this is simple. I gave you the gift to stop, think and share your gifts to others. Kiss hug to all
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