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Friday, May 12, 2006, 8:03:00 AM- i got this from a friend | ||||||
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him. Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. “Jack, did you hear me?” "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said. "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over at his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him. "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said. "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said. "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important . . . Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said. As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away. The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture . Jack stopped suddenly. “What's wrong, Jack?” his Mom asked. "The box is gone," he said. "What box?" Mom asked. "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was the thing I value most," Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom." It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! - Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most was . . . my time" Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!" Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true. 1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you. 2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way. 3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you. 4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep. 5. You mean the world to someone. 6. If not for you, someone may not be living. 7. You are special and unique. 8. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it. 9. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world. 10. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you. 11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks. 12. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy. 13. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great. | ||||||
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Friday, May 12, 2006, 7:33:56 AM- Hi | ||
i think i have that enter button figured out now. pauline, i don't know if you read your previous comments or not so i will let you know my info here, you are my most favourite commentator - also my only - but that's all good by me. i was just reading in a health magazine that anti-depressants can actually help with chronic pain. i guess when your serotonin levels are low your ability to deal with pain is lower, i'm going to look into myself. i got the garden spot ready today. Actually i had to break ground to get a garden spot. This place was logged about 10 years ago and never had anything done to it after so it is coverd with aspen saplings about 1 - 2" in diameter. So it is definitely a work in progress. i didn't plant a garden last year because the possession date was in July and i'm not kind enough to plant a garden and then give it up to someone else. So the peas in the pod are going to taste especially good this year. Oh, yeah, i suppose everything else will taste good too but gotta love those peas!! i will probably have to get a fence of some sort put up too 'cause the spot i chose is full of deer poo-poo and i don't know if i could forgive them if they ate the peas! Death to Bambi - smile. i ordered some seeds that are indigenous to India - some red carrots, ashwagandha seeds and a type spinach. So here's to good eats. | ||
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006, 9:00:42 PM- Hi | ||||||
i'm still pressing the wrong buttons - slow learner here! i got the steps set up for the clothesline so i have 2 loads of laundry whipping in the wind. i just love stuff - towels, sheets, jeans - fresh off the line! As i was hanging them out i saw the horse running around in the pasture, he's 7/8 Arabian so his head is held tall and his tail goes up when he runs - he's a beauty. i got down off the steps and looked out into the pasture to see what was frightening him, nothing i could see so back up the steps i go. Then i see him again and he's just perked right up looking at my laundry flapping in the breeze! Sorry big guy but i love those fresh clothes off the line, so get used to it. xoxo, fire | ||||||
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006, 8:53:49 PM- Hi | ||
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006, 5:37:22 AM- Hi | ||||||
i baked some banana bread with pecans in it, mmm good. And your right slutsrus, the house smelled good. i'm trying to get around and read some of the blogs. Wow, some of us live exciting lives! i,on the other hand, am trying to get some spring cleaning done and i have some sewing to do for grad presents. Some of these kids that are graduating have more money than the Saudi's and anything i buy them probably won't be what they like and they sure don't need money. So i am sewing them a pillowcase decorated with things they think are cool, moose, dinosaurs - i made one for my friends daughter when she went on a Rotary exchange to Mexico 3 years ago and she still uses it, so i figure i may be onto something. I also made some pottery for gifts also. No, i am not an artist but i do enjoy getting my hands covered with clay and come up with what i think are cool objects. Just wondering if anyone here has a cure for sciatia nerve pain? Mine has been giving me nothing but grief here for a couple of weeks. Even if you've done something goofy to get it to stop hurting let me know, i'm now willing to try anything. Thanks xoxo, fire | ||||||
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Monday, May 8, 2006, 6:54:11 PM- Oops | ||||||
i was going to write more in the last one but pushed the wrong button. Yeaaaa, it is raining here! We haven't had any moisture since the snow melted so it is mucho welcome. i should have watered the little trees earlier (did that yesterday) and maybe we would have gotten rain earlier - kind of like washing the car... i live in NW Canada and we already have quite a few forest fires burning too, so hopefully this rain helps. Oh, yeah, i also turned the furnace off on Sat. night so i'm going to go bake something to warm the house up. xoxo, fire | ||||||
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Monday, May 8, 2006, 6:42:18 PM- Thanks for the nice welcome! | ||
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Monday, May 8, 2006, 5:06:33 AM- A first for me... | ||||||
'cause i have never put anything on the net before this. i really don't know about putting pics of myself here on the site, i think everyone is so brave to put themselves out there, yes i have looked at some. And i must say everyone looks so lovely! i don't even really know how i got to this site but when i looked around it seemed so real and friendly and i'm hoping to 'meet' some of you and maybe we can get to know each other. xoxo,fire | ||||||
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