A Marine was deployed to Afghanistan. While he was there he received a letter from his girlfriend. In the letter she explained that she had slept with two guys while he had been gone and she wanted to break up with him. AND, she wanted pictures of herself back.
So the Marine did what any squared-away Marine would do. He went around to his buddies and collected all the unwanted photos of women that he could find. He then mailed about 25 pictures of women (with clothes and without) to his girlfriend with the following note:
"I don't remember which one you are. Please remove your pictures and send the rest back."
I like your thinking... A teacher asks her class, "If there are five birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?" She calls on little Johnny.
"None, they all fly away with the first gunshot."
The teacher replies, "The correct answer is four, but I like your thinking." Then Little Johnny says, "I have a question for YOU. There are three women sitting on a bench having ice cream. One is delicately licking the sides of the triple scoop of ice cream. The second is gobbling down the top and sucking the cone. The third is biting off the top of the ice cream. Which one is married?"
The teacher, blushing a great deal, replies, "Well I suppose the one that's gobbled down the top and sucked the cone."
"The correct answer is the one with the wedding ring on... but I like your thinking!
In relation to the story that i have shared with you guys, let me share to you this wonderful song
Evergreen
Lyrics
Love soft as an easy-chair Love fresh as the morning air One love that is shared by two I have found with you Like a rose under the April snow I was always certain love would grow Love ageless and evergreen Seldom seen by two You and I will make each night a first Every day a beginning Spirits rise and their dance is un-rehearsed. They warm and excite us Cause we have the brightest Love, Two lights that shine as one Morning glory and midnight sun
Time we've learned to sail above Time won't change the meaning of One love Ageless and ever, evergreen.
Sometimes we are blind to see the goodness of our spouses and deaf to hear their kind words for us.
A nice story to share......
My husband is an IT Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
"Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.
My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?" Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?"
He said:" I will give you your answer tomorrow.... " My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear,
"I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.."
This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.
"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. "
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting... and as I continue on reading...
"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....
Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...
That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form…flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life... Love, not words win arguments...
A little boy asked his mother, 'Why are you crying?' 'Because I'm a woman,' she told him.
'I don't understand,' he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, 'And you never will.'
Later the little boy asked his father, 'Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?'
'All women cry for no reason,' was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, 'God, why do women cry so easily?'
God said:
'When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue with out complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him un falteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.'
'You see my son,' said God, 'the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.'
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking > iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about > life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and > the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice > cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober > glance upon her daughter. > > 'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, > swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. > 'They'll be more important as you get older. No > matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much > you love the children you may have, you are still going to > need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; > do things with them.' > > 'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the > women...your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your > other women relatives too. 'You'll need other > women. Women always do.' What a funny piece of > advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just > gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? > I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! > Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I > need to make my life worthwhile!' > > But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her > Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the > years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to > understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking > about. As time and nature work their changes and their > mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her > life. > > After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is > what I've earned: THIS SAYS IT ALL: > Time passes. > Life happens. > Distance separates. > Children grow up. > Jobs come and go. > Love waxes and wanes. > Men don't do what they're supposed to do. > Hearts break. > Parents die. > Colleagues forget favors. > Careers end. > BUT........ > > Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many > miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away > than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that > lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the > women in your life will be on the valley's rim, > cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, > intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at > the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the > rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out. > > Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in- law, > sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, > nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life! > The world wouldn't be the same without women, and > neither would I. When we began this adventure called > womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows > that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each > other. Every day, we need each other still.
A guy displays actions that there is no doubt that he is in love with you, Is he courting?
But what if you're really attracted to a guy and you think he's also interested in you-but he's too shy to let you know? Are you going to wait forever? Can you possibly make the first move?
