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I just received this in my email and had to share — is a beautiful story for Valentine’s week…

It was a busy
Morning, about 8:30, when an elderly

Gentleman in his 80′s arrived to have
Stitches removed from his thumb.

He said he was in a hurry as he had an
Appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital
Signs and had him take a seat,

Knowing it would be over an hour

Before someone
Would to able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch and

Decided, since I
Was not busy with another patient,

I would evaluate his wound.

On exam, it was
Well healed, so I talked to one of the

Doctors, got the needed supplies to
Remove his sutures and redress his wounds

While taking care of
His wound, I asked him if he

Had another doctor’s appointment

This morning, as
He was in such a hurry.

The gentleman told me no, that he

Needed to go to
The nursing home to eat breakfast

With his wife.

I inquired as to her Health.
He told me that she had been there
For a while and that she

Was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease.

As we
Talked, I asked if she would be

Upset if he was a bit late.
He
Replied that she no longer knew

Who he was, that she had not

Recognized him in
Five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him,

‘And you still go every
Morning, even though she<=B>

Doesn’t know who you are?’

He smiled as he
Patted my hand and said,
‘She doesn’t Know me, but I still know who she is.’
I had to hold back
Tears as he left, I had goose bumps

On my arm, and thought,

True love is
Neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an
Acceptance of all that is,

Has been, will be, and will not Be.

With all the jokes
And fun that are in e-mails,

Sometimes there is one that comes

Along=that has an
Important message..

This one I thought I could share with you.

The
Happiest people don’t necessarily

Have the best of everything;

They just make
The best of everything they have.

‘Life isn’t about=
How to survive the storm, how to dance

In the rain.’

We are all getting Older

Tomorrow may be our turn.

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, ‘I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.’

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give.

and are copywrited property of others

A friend of mine opened his wife’s underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:

‘This, – he said – isn’t any ordinary package.’

Now I read more and clean less.

I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.

I spend more time with my family, and less at work.

I’ll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it..

I don’t save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to.

T he words ‘Someday….’ and ‘ One Day…’ are fading away from my dictionary.
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If it’s worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now….

I don’t know what my friend’s wife would have done if she knew she wouldn’t be there the next morning, this nobody can tell..

I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends. She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels.

I’d like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favourite food.

It’s these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come..

Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.

TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT . DURING SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE IN THE FACE

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING, WROTE IN THE SAND, TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE .

THEY KEPT ON WALKING, UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, WHERE THEY DECIDED TO TAKE A BATH.

THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING, BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.

AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE:

‘TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE’

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, ‘AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,  YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?’

THE FRIEND REPLIED  ’WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN  IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.

BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES  SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND  CAN EVER ERASE IT’

LEARN TO WRITE  YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO  CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.

THEY SAY IT TAKES A  MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON,

AN HOUR TO  APPRECIATE THEM,

A DAY  TO LOVE THEM,

BUT THEN , AN ENTIRE LIFE  TO FORGET THEM.

DO NOT VALUE THE THINGS  YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE  WHO YOU HAVE KNOWN IN   YOUR LIFE!

AND IF I HAPPEN TO GET IT BACK,  THEN I KNOW MY PLACE IN YOUR LIFE

Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

escorting their son, husband, and father home.

The family was upset  because they were  unable to see the container that the soldier was in  before we left.

We  were on our way to a major hub at which the family  was going to wait four hours for the connecting flight home to Virginia .

The father of the soldier told the flight attendant that  knowing his son was below him in the cargo compartment and being unable to see him was  too much for him and the family to bear.

He had  asked the flight  attendant if there was anything that could  be done to allow them to see him upon our arrival.

The family wanted to be outside by the cargo door  to watch the  soldier  being taken off  the airplane..

I could hear the desperation  in the  flight attendants voice when she  asked me if there was anything I  could  do..

‘I’m on  it’, I said. I told her that I  would get back  to her.  Airborne communication  with my company normally occurs in the  form  of  e-mail like messages.

I decided  to  bypass this system and contact my  flight dispatcher directly on a secondary  radio.

There  is a radio operator in the operations control center who  connects you to the telephone of the  dispatcher.

I was  in direct contact with the  dispatcher..

I explained the situation I had on board with  the family  and what it was the family  wanted.

He said he understood and that he would get back to me.

Two hours went by and I had not heard from the dispatcher.

We were going to get busy soon and I needed to know what to tell the  family.

I sent a text  message asking for  an update. I saved the return  message from the dispatcher and the following is  the  text:

‘Captain,  sorry it has taken so long to get back to  you.

There  is policy on  this now and I had to check on a few things.

Upon your arrival a dedicated escort team will meet the aircraft.

The team will escort the family to the ramp and plane side. A van will be used to load the remains with a secondary van for the family.  The family will be taken to their departure area and escorted into the terminal where the remains can  be seen on the ramp. It is a private area for the family only.

When the  connecting aircraft arrives, the family will be escorted onto the ramp and plane side to watch the remains being loaded for the final leg home.

Captain,  most of us here in flight control are veterans.  Please pass our condolences on to the family.

Thanks.’

I sent a message back telling flight control thanks for a good job.  I printed out the message and gave  it to the lead flight attendant to pass on to the father.

The lead flight attendant was very thankful and told me, ‘You  have no idea how much this will  mean to them.’

Things  started getting busy for the descent, approach and landing.  After landing, we cleared the runway and taxied to the ramp  area.

The ramp is huge with 15 gates on either side of the alleyway.

It is always a busy area with aircraft maneuvering every which way to enter and exit.

When we entered the ramp and checked in with the ramp controller,  we were told that  all  traffic was being held for us.

‘There is a team in  place to meet the aircraft’, we were told.   It looked like it was all coming together, then I  realized that once we  turned the  seat belt sign off,  everyone would stand up at  once and  delay the family from  getting off the airplane.

As we approached our gate, I  asked the  copilot to tell the ramp controller we were going to stop  short of  the gate to make an announcement to the  passengers.  He did that and  the ramp controller said, ‘Take your time.’

I  stopped  the aircraft and set the parking brake.

I pushed the  public address  button and said,  ‘Ladies and gentleman, this  is  your Captain speaking I  have  stopped short of our gate to make a  special announcement. We have a passenger  on board who deserves our honor and respect.

His Name is  Private XXXXXX,  a soldier who recently lost his life.

Private XXXXXX is  under your feet in the cargo hold.  Escorting him today  is Army Sergeant  XXXXXXX.  Also, on board are his father, mother, wife, and daughter.

Your entire flight crew is asking for all passengers to remain in their seats to  allow the  family to exit the aircraft first. Thank you.’

We  continued the turn to the gate, came to a Stop and started our  shutdown procedures.

A couple of  minutes later I opened the cockpit door.  I found the two forward flight attendants crying, something you just do not see.

I  was told  that  after we came to a stop, every passenger on the aircraft  stayed in their seats, waiting for the family to exit  the  aircraft.

When the  family got up and gathered their things, a passenger slowly started to clap his  hands.  Moments later more passengers joined in and soon  the  entire aircraft was clapping.

Words  of ‘God  Bless You’, I’m sorry, thank  you, be proud, and other kind  words were uttered to the family as they made their  way  down the aisle and out of the airplane.

They were escorted down to the ramp to finally be with their loved one.

Many of the passengers disembarking thanked me for the announcement I had made.

They were just words,  I told them,  I could say them over and over again,  but nothing I say will  bring back that brave soldier.

I respectfully ask that all of you reflect on this event and the sacrifices that millions of our men and women have made to ensure  our freedom and safety in these United    States of AMERICA .

No matter how you feel about religion and spirituality – these is a great story of the “silent” power each of us can use for good…

Carl was a quiet man. He didn’t talk much. He would always greet you with a big smile and a firm handshake.

Even after living in our neighborhood for over 50 years, no one could really say they knew him very well.

Before his retirement, he took the bus to work each morning. The lone sight of him walking down the street often worried us. He had a slight limp from a bullet wound received in WWII. Watching him, we worried that although he had survived WWII, he may not make it through our changing uptown neighborhood with its ever-increasing random violence, gangs, and drug activity.

When he saw the flyer at our local church asking for volunteers for caring for the gardens behind the minister’s residence, he responded in his characteristically unassuming manner. Without fanfare, he just signed up.

He was well into his 87th year when the very thing we had always feared finally happened.

He was just finishing his watering for the day when three gang members approached him.

Ignoring their attempt to intimidate him, he simply asked, “Would you like a drink from the hose?”

The tallest and toughest-looking of the three said, “Yeah, sure,” with a malevolent little smile.

As Carl offered the hose to him, the other two grabbed Carl’s arm, throwing him down. As the hose snaked crazily over the ground, dousing everything in its way, Carl’s assailants stole his retirement watch and his wallet, and then fled. Carl tried to get himself up, but he had been thrown down on his bad leg. He lay there trying to gather himself as the minister came running to help him.

Although the minister had witnessed the attack from his window, he couldn’t get there fast enough to stop it.

“Carl, are you okay? Are you hurt?” the minister kept asking as he helped Carl to his feet.

Carl just passed a hand over his brow and sighed, shaking his head. “Just some punk kids. I hope they’ll wise-up someday.”

His wet clothes clung to his slight frame as he bent to pick up the hose. He adjusted the nozzle again and started to water.

Confused and a little concerned, the minister asked, “Carl, what are you doing?”

“I’ve got to finish my watering. It’s been very dry lately,” came the calm reply.

Satisfying himself that Carl really was all right, the minister could only marvel. Carl was a man from a different time and place.

A few weeks later the three returned. Just as before their threat was unchallenged. Carl again offered them a drink from his hose.

This time they didn’t rob him. They wrenched the hose from his hand and drenched him head to foot in the icy water.

When they had finished their humiliation of him, they sauntered off down the street, throwing catcalls and curses, falling over one another laughing at the hilarity of what they had just done.

Carl just watched them.

Then he turned toward the warmth giving sun, picked up his hose, and went on with his watering.

The summer was quickly fading into fall Carl was doing some tilling when he was startled by the sudden approach of someone behind him.
He stumbled and fell into some evergreen branches.

As he struggled to regain his footing, he turned to see the tall leader of his summer tormentors reaching down for him. He braced himself for the expected attack.

“Don’t worry old man, I’m not gonna hurt you this time.”

The young man spoke softly, still offering the tattooed and scarred hand to Carl. As he helped Carl get up, the man pulled a crumpled bag from his pocket and handed it to Carl.

“What’s this?”

Carl asked. “It’s your stuff,” the man explained. “It’s your stuff back. Even the money in your wallet.” “I don’t understand,” Carl said. “Why would you help me now?”

The man shifted his feet, seeming embarrassed and ill at ease. “I learned something from you,” he said. “I ran with that gang and hurt people like you we picked you because you were old and we knew we could do it But every time we came and did something to you, instead of yelling and fighting back, you tried to give us a drink. You didn’t hate us for hating you. You kept showing love against our hate.”

He stopped for a moment. “I couldn’t sleep after we stole your stuff, so here it is back.”

He paused for another awkward moment, not knowing what more there was to say. “That bag’s my way of saying thanks for straightening me out, I guess.” And with that, he walked off down the street.

Carl looked down at the sack in his hands and gingerly opened it. He took out his retirement watch and put it back on his wrist. Opening his wallet, he checked for his wedding photo. He gazed for a moment at the young bride that still smiled back at him from all those years ago.

He died one cold day after Christmas that winter. Many people attended his funeral in spite of the weather.

In particular the minister noticed a tall young man that he didn’t know sitting quietly in a distant corner of the church.

The minister spoke of Carl’s garden as a lesson in life.

In a voice made thick with unshed tears, he said, “Do your best and make your garden as beautiful as you can. We will never forget Carl and his garden.”

The following spring another flyer went up. It read: “Person needed to care for Carl’s garden.”

The flyer went unnoticed by the busy parishioners until one day when a knock was heard at the minister’s office door.

Opening the door, the minister saw a pair of scarred and tattooed hands holding the flyer. “I believe this is my job, if you’ll have me,” the young man said.

The minister recognized him as the same young man who had returned the stolen watch and wallet to Carl.

He knew that Carl’s kindness had turned this man’s life around. As the minister handed him the keys to the garden shed, he said, “Yes, go take care of Carl’s garden and honor him.”

The man went to work and, over the next several years, he tended the flowers and vegetables just as Carl had done.

During that time, he went to college, got married, and became a prominent member of the community. But he never forgot his promise to Carl’s memory and kept the garden as beautiful as he thought Carl would have kept it.

One day he approached the new minister and told him that he couldn’t care for the garden any longer. He explained with a shy and happy smile, “My wife just had a baby boy last night, and she’s bringing him home on Saturday.”

“Well, congratulations!” said the minister, as he was handed the garden shed keys. “That’s wonderful! What’s the baby’s name?”

“Carl,” he replied.

Some days a motivational quote can provide a quick pick-me-up for employees and even management. They can be a breath of fresh air when it comes to a drab afternoon. These are also a great way to jazz up a newsletter or a memo or even to simply print and attach to a bulletin board. Using quotes like these are perfect ways to create a motivational and successful work environment. As Mr. Rick Pitino says “The only way to get people to like working hard is to motivate them. Today, people must understand why they’re working hard. Every individual in an organization is motivated by something different.” –Rick Pitino

Motivational Quotes:

1. Mahatma Gandhi: You must be the change you wish to see in the world.

2. Jim Stovall: You need to be aware of what others are doing, applaud their efforts, acknowledge their successes, and encourage them in their pursuits. When we all help one another, everybody wins.

3. Robert Frost: The only way around is through.

4. Warren Buffett: You only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don’t do too many things wrong.

5. Les Brown: You must remain focused on your journey to greatness.

6. Theodore Roosevelt Far and away the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.

7. Charles F. Kettering: Where there is an open mind, there will always be a frontier

8. Henry Ford: Whether you think you can or whether you think you can’t, you’re right!

9. Jim Rohn: You must either modify your dreams or magnify your skills.

10. William Hazlitt: Who likes not his business, his business likes not him.

11. Denis Waitley: Winners take time to relish their work, knowing that scaling the mountain is what makes the view from the top so exhilarating.

12. Le Iacocca: Management is nothing more than motivating other people.

13. Dwight D.: Motivation is the art of getting people to do what you want them to do because they want to do it.

14. Drucker: The most serious mistakes are not being made as a result of wrong answers. The truly dangerous thing is asking the wrong question

15. Max Schmelling: Why did I want to win? Because I didn’t want to lose!

16. J. Paul Getty: To succeed in business, to reach the top, an individual must know all it is possible to know about that business.

17. Pierre Corneille: To win without risk is to triumph without glory.

18. Tony Dorsett: To succeed… You need to find something to hold on to, something to motivate you, something to inspire you.

19. James Broughton: The only limits are, as always, those of vision.

20. George Kneller: To think creatively, we must be able to look afresh at what we normally take for granted.

21. Peter McWilliams: To the degree we’re not living our dreams; our comfort zone has more control of us than we have over ourselves.

22. Johann Wolfgang Von Goeth: To think is easy. To act is difficult. To act as one thinks is the most difficult.

23. Tryon Edwards: To waken interest and kindle enthusiasm is the sure way to teach easily and successfully.

24. Spanish Proverb: Tomorrow is often the busiest day of the week.

25. Lyndon B. Johnson: The noblest search is the search for excellence

26. Charles M. Schwab: The man who does not work for the love of work but only for money is not likely to neither make money nor find much fun in life.

27. Chinese Proverb: The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water; but to walk on the earth.

28. John Naisbitt: The new source of power is not money in the hands of a few, but information in the hands of many.

29. Henry Ford: The man who will use his skill and constructive imagination to see how much he can give for a dollar, instead of how little he can give for a dollar, is bound to succeed.

Many employers will add these quotes inside the employees’ paycheck envelope. Sometimes it may be a motivational quote, other times a silly antidote. Include employee birthdays or other important events to help your employees feel a part of the team.

“The winds of change blow all around us, but its up to us to raise the sail…”

I received this in an emal and just had to share. I don’t know who put this together — but my hat’s off to them.

1 – First Important Lesson – Cleaning Lady

During my second month of college, our professor 
Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student
And had breezed through the questions until I read
the last one:

“What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the 
Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
Dark-haired and in her 50′s, but how would I know her name?
I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if 
The last question would count toward our quiz grade.
“Absolutely, ” said the professor.. “In your careers,
You will meet many people.  All are significant.. They
Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do 
Is smile and say hello..”

I’ve never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her
Name was Dorothy

2. – Second Important Lesson – Pickup in the Rain

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American
Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway
Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had
Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.

Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. 
A young white man stopped to help her, generally
Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960′s. The man
Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and
Put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his
Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a
Knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a
Giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A 
Special note was attached.

It read:
“Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway
The other night. The rain drenched not only my
Clothes, but also my spirits.  Then you came along. 
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
Husband’s’ bedside just before he passed away… God
Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving Others.”

Sincerely, 
Mrs. Nat King Cole.

3 – Third Important Lesson – Always remember those Who serve.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in 
Front of him.

“How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. 

“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
Studied the coins in it.

“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the
Waitress was growing impatient..

“Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.

“I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
The table and walked away The boy finished the ice
Cream, paid the cashier and left..  When the waitress
Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the 
Table.  There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,
Were two nickels and five pennies..

You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had
To have enough left to leave her a tip.

4 – Fourth Important Lesson. – The obstacle in Our Path.

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a
Roadway.  Then he hid himself and watched to see if
Anyone would remove the huge rock.  Some of the
King’s’ wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by 
And simply walked around it..  Many loudly blamed the
King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
Anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of 
Vegetables.  Upon approaching the boulder, the
peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the
stone to the side of the road.  After much pushing
and straining, he finally succeeded. After the 
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed
a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the 
person who removed the boulder from the roadway.  The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.

5 – Fifth Important Lesson – Giving When it Counts…

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who 
was suffering from a rare & serious disease.  Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had 
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness.  The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister
. 

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, “Yes I’ll do it if it will save
her.”  As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed
next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing 
the color returning to her cheek. Then his face
grew pale and his smile faded.

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?” 
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister ALL of his blood in order to save her. 

Most importantly…. ”Live with no regrets, Treat people the way you want to be treated, Work like you don’t need the money, Love like you’ve never been hurt, and Dance like you do when nobody’s watching.”