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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 '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!"
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,"
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 think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
13 . Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy .
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.
Send this letter to all the people you care about, if you do so, you will certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on life...for the better.
To everyone I sent this to " Thanks for your time".
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Trial迈入第五天
今天的科目是历史
超没把握的
接下来的四课
更别说了
蓝色幸运草 
不知道会带来什么样的运气呢??

我发现今天的我和往年不一样了
不管是思想方面还是心态上
很好奇变得怎样吧
身边的朋友,
不妨留个意见告诉我 
不知道何时开始
心中的空虚感
让我无助
我不停的
就是不知道自己要的是什么
可是
我知道我还是那样的固执
原则上的不变
往往让人伤感
谁对我好
我是知道的
只能说

如果有一天
你找到了属于你的那片森林
请你一定要放开这棵树
双鱼座的女孩有着一颗敏锐的心
我不否认这一点

很多时候
N事情看穿了
可是却选择装不懂
因为有些事情如果显明了
恐怕很难再维持当前的关系

看了就要留言
不然很不够义气也
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上一秒
我又哭了
这次哭不是为了谁
而是我丢失了一个文件
心慌了
问了身边的朋友
他们都不懂
好在
这时候小姑伸出援手
很感激她
尽管我们俩都不是什么电脑专家
可是
两个人一条心
没什么事情是解决不了的
虽然是耗费了一些时间
不过..值得!
这让我更了解什么叫亲情
P.S :除此之外,还有要感谢Jason提供的方法=D
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我哭了~哭到好想呕。。
他们就是酱~
一件小小的事情,出错的时候就全推在我的身上!
爽爽就骂到好像狗这样,骂完后再假惺惺替你说好话~
这次我真的疯了,抓狂起来..
我没在他们面前发脾气或是顶撞回他们~
只是选择掉头就走,忽视他们冷落他们!
一觉醒来,发现时候不早了~
家人就说,家里没菜配汤~
好咯,饿着肚子赶着去买给他们~
回来了,还要受他们的气!
我不明白为什么他们认为家里的后辈忍受他们前辈发的气是应该的!
我是肉做的~
体会我好吗?
那种心情真的不知道怎样形容..
过了一阵,气消了~
我不是不想理睬他们..就是怕他们知道我哭了~
算了,我必须收拾心情~
很想冷静下来的时候,他们又开始他们大人的‘角色’
教我,教我~我到底要如何控制我此刻的情绪??
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能解決的事,不必去擔心;
不能解決的事,擔心也沒用。
在順境中感恩、在逆境中依舊心存喜樂 ……
累了,就把心事放下來
最近認識一位美國籍的出家師父,是個很有趣的事情。
特別是他叫我舉起蕃茄汁,跟他說話的經驗。
我們約在新竹的一家茶館,用英文談論著心經,
師父用英文跟我解釋因果、輪迴這些事情,這都還不稀奇。
有趣的事情在後頭呢!
師父一聽完我跟他提到~個人煩惱的時候,
他索性要我左手提起~他剛買的三罐番茄汁,
一邊提著,一邊跟他說話。
可想而知,我左手感覺到疲勞的程度,跟時間成了正比。
也懊惱著為何師父要我一邊提著三罐蕃茄汁,一邊跟他說話。
受不了這樣的酸楚,我自行把左手放下,
卻聽到師父跟我說:
「 Hold it up, and keep talking to me. 」
聽到這樣的話,心理不免起了疑心,
我手提的那麼酸,
為何不讓我放下手上的重物,輕鬆地與他對談?
約莫過了15分鐘,我的左手實在承受不住了,
才聽見師父跟我說:「Now you can put it down」。
看著我狐疑的臉,師父居然笑了出來。
「你不喜歡提著重物跟我說話, 為何你卻喜歡帶著煩惱,過著你的生活呢?
手酸了,放下就好,對待煩惱,不也是這樣?
或是這些煩惱,就像是那些番茄汁一樣,
是你自己用手把 它們給舉起來的呢?」
有趣的經驗,對吧?
最近我開始這樣的練習,
一手舉起有重量的東西,一邊想著事情。
手酸了,自然會放下手上的東西,
看看有一天,我會不會也學到,心累了,就把心事給放下來。
我們能很容易的放下有形的重物,
卻很難放下無形的重擔。
執著的人生~會讓自己承擔莫需有的重擔。
學習放下執著~也就在學習人生自在。
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