Anyway (A Poem by St. Teresa)

This poem was written by Mother Teresa and is engraved on the wall of her home for children in Calcutta:

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centred;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

"A man doesn't learn to be a 'real man' from other men. It takes the love of a good woman for him to truely become that."

-wisdom given to my groom from the old man on the street as we took our wedding photos

Now I like just about all holidays, but does it get any better than this?!

Happy National Donut Day!!!

I always knew The Salvation Army was great, but the fact that they declared the 1st Friday in June this holiday just bumped them up another notch in my book!

That's nature for ya boy!

As I have said, it's all about creating your own happiness...

(but who's watching out for the cats??)

Memorial Day 2010

Day is done, gone the sun,

From the hills, from the lake,

From the skies.

All is well,

safely rest,

God is nigh.

Have a safe and happy Memorial Day!

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I marked the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost

AHHH! Vacation was so sweet!