Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Sunday, June 21, 2026
INCREDIBLE - STANFORD GAVE THE "LARGEST EMOTIONAL HEALTH STUDY IN HISTORY"!!
"You Gave Me My Life Back" - Heartwarming Story
I was a librarian when a homeless man started coming in every day when we opened, staying until we closed.
He'd sit in the corner reading, never caused problems, but I could tell other patrons were uncomfortable.
My boss wanted him banned.
I said, 'Give me a week'.
I started talking to him. His name was Vincent. He'd been a high school English teacher before his wife died of cancer. The medical bills destroyed him. He lost his house, his job, everything.
'I came here because I felt human again surrounded by books', he said quietly.
I noticed he'd write in a notebook sometimes.
One day I asked what he was working on.
'Letters to my daughter. She won't talk to me. She's ashamed of what I've become. I write to her anyway, every day, even though I have no address to send them to'.
My heart broke, I started bringing him lunch, let him use the staff bathroom to clean up. I helped him apply for social services on the library's computer, made calls to the shelters, got him connected with a veterans program. Three months later, he got into transitional housing. Six months after that, he found work.
A year later, he walked into the library in a suit. He'd gotten a teaching job at a community college. He was crying.
'I have an apartment, I have my life back'.
Then he showed me his phone, a text from his daughter. She wanted to see him.
'You gave me my dignity back when everyone else saw trash. You never gave up on me'.
He handed me a book, a published collection of his letters to his daughter. The dedication page said
"To Helen, the librarian, who saved my life by treating me like I still mattered".
Helen k, Sacramento, CA
He'd sit in the corner reading, never caused problems, but I could tell other patrons were uncomfortable.
My boss wanted him banned.
I said, 'Give me a week'.
I started talking to him. His name was Vincent. He'd been a high school English teacher before his wife died of cancer. The medical bills destroyed him. He lost his house, his job, everything.
'I came here because I felt human again surrounded by books', he said quietly.
I noticed he'd write in a notebook sometimes.
One day I asked what he was working on.
'Letters to my daughter. She won't talk to me. She's ashamed of what I've become. I write to her anyway, every day, even though I have no address to send them to'.
My heart broke, I started bringing him lunch, let him use the staff bathroom to clean up. I helped him apply for social services on the library's computer, made calls to the shelters, got him connected with a veterans program. Three months later, he got into transitional housing. Six months after that, he found work.
A year later, he walked into the library in a suit. He'd gotten a teaching job at a community college. He was crying.
'I have an apartment, I have my life back'.
Then he showed me his phone, a text from his daughter. She wanted to see him.
'You gave me my dignity back when everyone else saw trash. You never gave up on me'.
He handed me a book, a published collection of his letters to his daughter. The dedication page said
"To Helen, the librarian, who saved my life by treating me like I still mattered".
Helen k, Sacramento, CA
From shady_et Instaram
Monday, April 6, 2026
Saturday, September 20, 2025
14 Sentences That Live In My Head Every Day
1. Fear doesn't stop death; it stops life.
2. If it costs you your peace, it's too expensive.
3. People only see the decisions you made, not the choices you had.
4. Never take criticism from someone you wouldn't take advice from.
5. The magic you're looking for is the work you're avoiding.
6. Ships are safe inn the harbor, but that's not what they're built for.
7. Ambition without action turns into anxiety.
8. To live a life most people don't, you must be willing to do what most people won't.
9. You can do anything, but not everything - FOCUS!
10. If you want to make the wrong decision, ask everyone.
11. Those who don't move won't notice their chains.
12. It's okay to live a life most people don't understand.
13. If someone could only see your actions and not hear your words, what would they say your priorities are?
14. You can't have a new reality with an old mentality.
From Aug 18, 2025 Instagram post from entrepreneurshipfacts
Sunday, August 10, 2025
Words With Power - Pivotal time in life
Embracing Our Divine Identity - Abel Cheah
Friday, August 8, 2025
An Amazing Note From Mom - To A Disrespectful Son . . .
Parenting a teenager is rarely a smooth ride.
For Heidi Johnson, a single mom from Alaska, that reality came crashing down one afternoon in 2015 when her 13-year-old son, Aaron, crossed a line she couldn’t ignore. Instead of raising her voice or grounding him, Heidi decided to send her message in a different way.
The Breaking Point
It all began when Aaron started treating their home less like a family space and more like a hotel where he believed the rules didn’t apply to him. He had been making a little money from his YouTube channel and, according to Heidi, had recently become “mouthy, defiant, and disrespectful.”
On this particular day, an argument escalated over chores and privileges. Aaron insisted that because he was earning his own money, he could do whatever he pleased. He ignored her requests to help around the house and acted as though she had no authority over him.
Heidi took a deep breath. Yelling, she knew, would only make things worse. Instead, she went to her desk, pulled out a piece of paper, and began to write.
The Letter That Started It All -
The Breaking Point
It all began when Aaron started treating their home less like a family space and more like a hotel where he believed the rules didn’t apply to him. He had been making a little money from his YouTube channel and, according to Heidi, had recently become “mouthy, defiant, and disrespectful.”
On this particular day, an argument escalated over chores and privileges. Aaron insisted that because he was earning his own money, he could do whatever he pleased. He ignored her requests to help around the house and acted as though she had no authority over him.
Heidi took a deep breath. Yelling, she knew, would only make things worse. Instead, she went to her desk, pulled out a piece of paper, and began to write.
The Letter That Started It All -
The letter began formally, as if addressing a tenant rather than a child:
“Dear Aaron,
Since you seem to have forgotten that you are only 13, and I’m the parent, and since you have decided you no longer need my guidance, it’s time for a lesson in independence.
If you want to be treated like a grown man who doesn’t have to follow my rules, then you will need to take on the responsibilities of one. Starting today, you will pay rent, utilities, and for your own food.”*
She went on to list his “fees” in detail:
Rent: $430
Electricity: $116
Internet: $21
Food: $150
And she didn’t stop there.
“If you fail to do your chores, there will be a $30 maid fee for each day I have to clean up after you. You’ll also need to empty the trash, vacuum and sweep, clean the bathroom weekly, cook some of your own meals, and keep your room tidy.”
Finally, she ended with the line that made readers everywhere either cheer—or gasp:
“If you decide you’d rather be my child again instead of a roommate, we can renegotiate terms.”
The Immediate Fallout
Heidi taped the letter to Aaron’s bedroom door and walked away. A few minutes later, she heard the telltale sound of paper being ripped. Aaron crumpled the note, tossed it on the floor, and stormed out of the house.
“He was furious,” Heidi later recalled. “He wanted the independence but none of the responsibility.”
But as the evening went on, the anger began to fade. By bedtime, Aaron had returned home and retreated to his room without a word.
“Dear Aaron,
Since you seem to have forgotten that you are only 13, and I’m the parent, and since you have decided you no longer need my guidance, it’s time for a lesson in independence.
If you want to be treated like a grown man who doesn’t have to follow my rules, then you will need to take on the responsibilities of one. Starting today, you will pay rent, utilities, and for your own food.”*
She went on to list his “fees” in detail:
Rent: $430
Electricity: $116
Internet: $21
Food: $150
And she didn’t stop there.
“If you fail to do your chores, there will be a $30 maid fee for each day I have to clean up after you. You’ll also need to empty the trash, vacuum and sweep, clean the bathroom weekly, cook some of your own meals, and keep your room tidy.”
Finally, she ended with the line that made readers everywhere either cheer—or gasp:
“If you decide you’d rather be my child again instead of a roommate, we can renegotiate terms.”
The Immediate Fallout
Heidi taped the letter to Aaron’s bedroom door and walked away. A few minutes later, she heard the telltale sound of paper being ripped. Aaron crumpled the note, tossed it on the floor, and stormed out of the house.
“He was furious,” Heidi later recalled. “He wanted the independence but none of the responsibility.”
But as the evening went on, the anger began to fade. By bedtime, Aaron had returned home and retreated to his room without a word.
An Apology and a Turning Point
The next day, something surprising happened. Aaron emerged from his room, quieter than usual, and handed some of his belongings—like his laptop and certain gaming privileges—back to his mom. He admitted he had been acting entitled and asked what he could do to make things right.
They sat down together and talked—not just about chores, but about respect, responsibility, and how the real world works. In the end, they drew up a more reasonable “family contract” outlining expectations for both of them.
“He’s still a teenager, so we have our moments,” Heidi said, “but he understood the point. And honestly, we became closer after it.”
The Post That Went Viral
Before Aaron had even read the letter, Heidi had taken a photo of it and posted it to her Facebook page—intending to share it with a few friends for a laugh. She didn’t realize her privacy settings were on “public.”
Within hours, the post began spreading across the internet. Parents everywhere shared it, praising her for taking a stand. Others criticized her, saying she was humiliating her son or being too harsh.
The story appeared on news outlets around the world, from Parents Magazine to The Independent. It was translated into multiple languages and debated on parenting forums.
The Mother’s Defense
When the backlash hit, Heidi spoke up.
“I didn’t post it to shame him,” she explained. “I wanted him to understand that freedom comes with responsibility. If you want to be treated like an adult, you have to act like one.”
She also emphasized that she loved her son deeply and that the letter wasn’t the start of some cold war between them—it was a wake-up call.
And in the end, Aaron himself admitted it worked. “He didn’t love it at the time,” Heidi laughed, “but he got the message.”
Why the Story Resonated
Parenting experts say the letter struck a nerve because it reflects a modern struggle: raising children in a world where independence can come early—especially with online income or social media fame—but emotional maturity often lags behind.
For some parents, the letter was an empowering example of “tough love.” For others, it was a cautionary tale about publicizing private family matters.
Either way, one thing is certain: a piece of paper taped to a bedroom door became a parenting moment seen by millions.
Where They Are Now
Heidi and Aaron continued to navigate the teen years together, with more open conversations and clearer boundaries. The viral fame faded, but the lesson didn’t.
As Heidi later said:
“I don’t regret it. Parenting is about teaching our kids how to survive without us one day. If that means putting pen to paper to make the point, so be it.”
The next day, something surprising happened. Aaron emerged from his room, quieter than usual, and handed some of his belongings—like his laptop and certain gaming privileges—back to his mom. He admitted he had been acting entitled and asked what he could do to make things right.
They sat down together and talked—not just about chores, but about respect, responsibility, and how the real world works. In the end, they drew up a more reasonable “family contract” outlining expectations for both of them.
“He’s still a teenager, so we have our moments,” Heidi said, “but he understood the point. And honestly, we became closer after it.”
The Post That Went Viral
Before Aaron had even read the letter, Heidi had taken a photo of it and posted it to her Facebook page—intending to share it with a few friends for a laugh. She didn’t realize her privacy settings were on “public.”
Within hours, the post began spreading across the internet. Parents everywhere shared it, praising her for taking a stand. Others criticized her, saying she was humiliating her son or being too harsh.
The story appeared on news outlets around the world, from Parents Magazine to The Independent. It was translated into multiple languages and debated on parenting forums.
The Mother’s Defense
When the backlash hit, Heidi spoke up.
“I didn’t post it to shame him,” she explained. “I wanted him to understand that freedom comes with responsibility. If you want to be treated like an adult, you have to act like one.”
She also emphasized that she loved her son deeply and that the letter wasn’t the start of some cold war between them—it was a wake-up call.
And in the end, Aaron himself admitted it worked. “He didn’t love it at the time,” Heidi laughed, “but he got the message.”
Why the Story Resonated
Parenting experts say the letter struck a nerve because it reflects a modern struggle: raising children in a world where independence can come early—especially with online income or social media fame—but emotional maturity often lags behind.
For some parents, the letter was an empowering example of “tough love.” For others, it was a cautionary tale about publicizing private family matters.
Either way, one thing is certain: a piece of paper taped to a bedroom door became a parenting moment seen by millions.
Where They Are Now
Heidi and Aaron continued to navigate the teen years together, with more open conversations and clearer boundaries. The viral fame faded, but the lesson didn’t.
As Heidi later said:
“I don’t regret it. Parenting is about teaching our kids how to survive without us one day. If that means putting pen to paper to make the point, so be it.”
Monday, December 23, 2024
90 Year Olds Asked - What Advice Would You Give Your 32 Year Old Self -
Instagram post by Sahil Bloom
Today is my 32nd birthday.
Over the last month, I asked several 80-year-olds what advice they would give their 32 year-old selves.
Here's the life advice everyone needs to hear:
1. Now and then, break out the fancy china and drink the good wine for no reason at all.
2. Dance at weddings until your feet are sore.
3. Tell your partner you love them every night before falling asleep. Someday you'll find the other side of the bed empty and wish you could.
4. Don't fear sadness, as it tends to sit right next to love.
5. Treat your body like a house you have to live in for another 70 years.
6. Never raise your voice, except for at a ballgame.
7. Do one good deed every single day, but never tell anyone about it.
8. Time doesn't heal anything when it comes to relationships. Don't delay difficult conversations.
9. Find the things that make your eyes light up. Do more of those.
10. Always remind yourself that your track record for making it through your bad days is perfect!
11. If something has a minor issue, repair it. Minor issues become major issues over time. Applies equally to love, friendship, health, and home.
12. The most damning lie you can tell is the lie you tell to yourself.
13. No one has ever argues their way to happiness.
14. If you're going to lose a fight, make sure the other person things twice before fighting you again.
15. Getting old is not picnic, but it's much better than the alternative.
16. You may occasionally disappoint others, but make sure to never disappoint yourself.
17. Never let a good friendship atrophy. Send the text, make the call, plan the trip. Good friendships must be treasured.
18. When you meet someone, look them in the eye, give a firm handshake, and call them by their name.
19. Give everybody a second change, but never a third.
20. The "good old days" are always happening right now.
21. Whenever you hug someone, make sure they are the one to let go first.
22. If it's raining on a warm summer evening, do outside and dance in it.
23. Taking no risk is the biggest risk you can take. Regret from inaction is always more painful than regret from action.
24. It doesn't have to be perfect for it to be wonderful.
25. When in doubt, love. We can always use more love.
26. Looking presentable is a matter of self-respect.
27. When you're feeling down, smile at yourself in the mirror for a full minute.
28. Travel as much as you can. Collect one token from every trip to remember it by.
29. If there's something bothering you, ask yourself whether it will matter in one month. If not, let it go right now.
30. Stop trying to change people who don't want to be changed.
31. You may win the argument, but if you lose the friend, what was the point?
32. Stubborn pride is the downfall of many men and women. Learn to forget the slight hurts and avoid grudges.
33. Do one thing that challenges your mind every single day. A Crossword puzzle, math problem, anything. Daily "exercise" will keep your mind sharp for the long haul.
34. If something isn't working and your gut tells you to try harder, first ask whether there's just an easier way to do it.
35. Allow your kids to fail. You will hate it, but it's so important.
36. There's nothing wrong with shedding old relationships as you grow and change.
37. No amount of money is ever worth trading for your peace of mind.
38. If you kid wants to dance in line at the store, join them.
39. Smile and say good morning to strangers on the street.
40. Laugh loudly and unapologetically whenever you feel like it.
Wednesday, August 28, 2024
Phone Addiction and How it Impacts Our Relationships
Most people are prisoners of their phones;
that’s why they’re called ‘’cell’’ phones.
Monday, July 29, 2024
Neil deGrasse Tyson on Social Media Comments:
Neil deGrasse Tyson - American astrophysicist and writer - talks about how things used to be - posted on Instagram:
Tuesday, March 12, 2024
"Time Does NOT Change the Way of Loving"
And you? I opened the candy, divided it in two and we ate it. From that moment we divided and shared everything. We fell, we got up and we build.
All together. We have experienced difficult moments, tiredness, but we have always been there for each other. Until the last breath.
Other times, Grandma.
Time does not change the way of loving.
What has changed is that you no longer have beautiful examples to follow.
Now they are afraid of everything. They do not marry for fear of not being able to build. As soon as they fight, they leave because then they think they are going to find a better one. They always look for perfection, as if it existed.
They miss the perception of reality. Of happiness in the little things.
They do this big demo, thousand-dollar rings, over-the-top video for marriage proposals, and then they miss the moment. That intimate thing that you keep in two, only in two for a lifetime.
This is what they lack. The courage to live life and love for what they are and not for how they imagine it.
With a candy, love and courage, you have for a life together.”
Thursday, March 10, 2022
Remarks Concerning the Savages of North America By Benjamin Franklin
Perhaps if we could examine the Manners of different Nations with Impartiality, we should find no People so rude as to be without Rules of Politeness, nor any so polite as not to have some Remains of Rudeness
The Indian Men when young are Hunters and Warriors; when old, Counsellors; for all their Government is by Counsel of the Sages; there is no Force there are no Prisons, no Officers to compel Obedience, or inflict Punishment.—Hence they generally study Oratory; the best Speaker having the most Influence. The Indian Women till the Ground, dress the Food, nurse and bring up the Children, & preserve & hand down to Posterity the Memory of public Transactions. These Employments of Men and Women are accounted natural & honorable, Having few artificial Wants, they have abundance of Leisure for Improvement by Conversation. Our laborious Manner of Life compar’d with theirs, they esteem slavish & base; and the Learning on which we value ourselves, they regard as frivolous & useless. An Instance of this occurr’d at the Treaty of Lancaster in Pensilvania, anno 1744, between the Government of Virginia and the Six Nations. After the principal Business was settled, the Commissioners from Virginia acquainted the Indians by a Speech, that there was at Williamsburg a College, with a Fund for Educating Indian youth; and that if the Six Nations would send down half a dozen of their young Lads to that College, the Government would take Care that they should be well provided for, and instructed in all the Learning of the White People. It is one of the Indian Rules of Politeness not to answer a public Proposition the same day that it is made; they think it would be treating it as a light matter, and that they show it Respect by taking time to consider it, as of a Matter important. They therefore deferr’d their Answer till the Day following; when their Speaker began by expressing their deep Sense of the Kindness of the Virginia Government in making them that Offer, for we know, says he, that you highly esteem the kind of Learning taught in those Colleges, and that the Maintenance of our young Men while with you, would be very expensive to you. We are convinc’d therefore that you mean to do us Good by your Proposal, and we thank you heartily. But you who are wise must know, that different Nations have different Conceptions of Things, and you will therefore not take it amiss if our Ideas of this kind of Education happen not to be the same with yours. We have had some Experience of it: Several of our young People were formerly brought up at the Colleges of the Northern Provinces; they were instructed in all your Sciences; but when they came back to us they were bad Runners ignorant of every means of living in the Woods, unable to bear either Cold or Hunger, knew neither how to build a Cabin, take a Deer or kill an Enemy, spoke our Language imperfectly, were therefore neither fit for Hunters Warriors, or Counsellors, they were totally good for nothing. We are however not the less oblig’d by your kind Offer tho’ we decline accepting it; and to show our grateful Sense of it, if the Gentlemen of Virginia will send us a Dozen of their Sons, we will take great Care of their Education, instruct them in all we know, and make Men of them.—
Having frequent Occasions to hold public Councils, they have acquired great Order and Decency in conducting them. The old Men sit in the foremost Ranks, the Warriors in the next, and the Women & Children in the hindmost. The Business of the Women is to take exact Notice of what passes, imprint it in their Memories, for they have no Writing, and communicate it to their Children. They are the Records of the Councils, and they preserve Traditions of the Stipulations in Treaties 100 Years back, which when we compare with our Writings we always find exact. He that would speak rises. The rest observe a profound Silence. When he has finish’d and sits down; they leave him 5 or 6 Minutes to recollect, that if he has omitted any thing he intended to say, or has any thing to add, he may rise again and deliver it. To interrupt another, even in common Conversation, is reckon’d highly indecent. How different this is, from the Conduct of a polite British House of Commons where scarce every person without some confusion, that makes the Speaker hoarse in calling to Order and how different from the Mode of Conversation in many polite Companies of Europe, where if you do not deliver your Sentence with great Rapidity, you are cut off in the middle of it by the Impatients Loquacity of those you converse with, and never suffer’d to finish it—
The Politeness of the Savages in Conversation is indeed carried to Excess, since it does not permit them to contradict or deny the Truth of what is asserted in their Presence; By this means they indeed avoid Disputes, but then it becomes difficult to know their Minds, or what Impression you make upon them. The Missionaries who have attempted to convert them to Christianity, all complain of this as one of the great difficulties of their Mission: The Indians hear with Patience the Truths of the Gospel explain’d to them, and give their usual Tokens of Assent & Approbation: You would think they were convinc’d. No such Matter. It is mere Civility. A Suedish Minister, having assembled the Chiefs of the Saquehanah Indians, made a Sermon to them, acquainting them with the principal historical Facts on which our Religion is founded, such as the Fall of our first Parents by eating an Apple; the Coming of Christ, to repair the Mischief; his Miracles & Suffering, &c. When he had finished, an Indian Orator stood up to thank him. What you have told us, says he, is all very good. It is indeed a bad Thing to eat Apples. It is better to make them all into Cyder. We are much oblig’d by your Kindness in coming so far to tell us these Things which you have heard from your Mothers; in return I will tell you some of those we have heard from ours. In the Beginning our Fathers had only the Flesh of Animals to subsist on, and if their Hunting was unsuccessful, they were starving. Two of our young Hunters having kill’d a Deer, made a Fire in the Woods to broil some Part of it. When they were about to satisfy their Hunger, they beheld a beautiful young Woman descend from the Clouds, and seat herself on that Hill which you see yonder among the blue Mountains. They said to each other, It is a Spirit that perhaps has smelt our broiling Venison & wishes to eat of it: Let us offer some to her. They presented her with the Tongue, She was pleas’d with the Taste of it, and said, Your Kindness shall be rewarded: Come to this Place after thirteen Moons, and you shall find something that will be of great Benefit in nourishing you and your Children to the latest Generations. They did so, and to their Surprise found Plants they had never seen before, but which from that antique time have been instantly cultivated among us to our great Advantage. Where her right Hand had touch’d the Ground they found Maize; Where her left hand had touch’d it, they found Kidney Beans, and where her Backside had rested on it, they found Tobacco.—The good Missionary disgusted with this idle Tale, said, What I delivered to you were sacred Truths, but what you tell me is mere Fable, Fiction and Falshood. The Indian offended, reply’d, My Brother, it seems your Friends have not done you Justice in your Education, they have not well instructed you in the Rules of common Civility. You saw that we who understand and practise those Rules, believ’d all your Stories: Why do you refuse to believe ours?— [interleaved is a sheet with no writing, but a sketch of what appears to be a hot air balloon]
When any of them come into our Towns, our People are apt to croud round them, gaze upon them, & incommode them where they desire to be private; this they esteem great Rudeness, the Effect of & Want of Instruction in the Rules of Civility & good Manners. We have, say they, as much Curiosity as you, and when you come into our Towns, we wish for Opportunities of looking at you; but for this purpose we hide our Selves behind Bushes where you are to pass, and never intrude ourselves into your Company.—
Their Manner of entring one anothers villages has likewise its Rules. It is reckon’d uncivil in travelling Strangers to enter a Village abruptly, without giving Notice of their Approach. Therefore as soon as they arrive within Hearing, they stop & hollow, remaining there till invited to enter. Two old Men usually come out to them, and lead them in. There is in every Village a vacant Dwelling called the Strangers House. Here they are plac’d, while the old Men go round from Hut to Hut, acquainting the Inhabitants that Strangers are arriv’d who are probably hungry & weary; and every one sends them what he can spare of Victuals & Skins to repose on. When the Strangers are refresh’d, Pipes & Tobacco are brought, and then, but not before, Conversation begins, with Enquiries who they are, whither bound, what News, &c. and it usually ends with Offers of Service if the Strangers have occasion of Guides or any Necessaries for continuing their Journey, and nothing is exacted for the Entertainment.
The same Hospitality esteem’d among them as a principal Virtue, is practic’d by private Persons, of which Conrad Weiser, our Interpreter gave me the following Instance. He had been naturaliz’d among the Six Nations, & spoke well the Mohock Language. In going thro’ the Indian Country to carry a Message from our Governor to the Council at Onondaga, he call’d at the Habitation of Canasetego an old Acquaintance, who embrac’d him, spread Furs for him to sit on, plaid before him some boil’d Beans & Venison, and mix’d some Rum & Water for his Drink. When he was well refresh’d, and had lit his Pipe, Canassetego began to converse with him, ask’d how he had fard the many Years since they had seen each other, whence he then came, what occasion’d the Journey, &c. &c. Conrad answer’d all his Questions, & when the Discourse began to flag, the Indian to continue it, said, Conrad, you have lived long among the white People and know something of their Customs. I have been sometimes at Albany, and have observed that once in Seven Days they shut up their Shops, and assemble all in the great House; tell me, what is it for? what do they do there?—They meet there, says Conrad, to hear and learn good Things. I do not doubt says the Indian, that they tell you so: They have told me the same; But I doubt the Truth of what they say, and I will tell you my Reasons. I was lately to Albany to sell my Skins, & buy Blankets, Knives, Powder &c Rum &c You know I us’d generally to deal with Hans Hanson, but I was a little inclin’d this time to try some other Merchant; however, I call’d first upon Hans, & ask’d him what he would give for Beaver. He said he could not give more than four Shillings a Pound; but says he I cannot talk on Business now; this is the Day when we meet together to learn good Things, and I am going to the Meeting. So I thought to my self, since we cannot do any Business to day, I may as well go to the Meeting too; and I went with him. There stood up a Man in Black, and began to talk to the People very angrily. I did not understand what he said; but perceiving that he look’d much at me, and at Hanson, I imagin’d he was angry at seeing me there, so I went out, sat down near the House, struck Fire and lit my Pipe, waiting till the Meeting should break up. I thought too that the Man had mention’d something of Beaver, & I suspected it might be the Subject of their Making. so when they came out, I accosted my Merchant, Well, Hans, says I, I hope you have agreed to give more than four Shillings a Pound. No, says he, I cannot give so much; I cannot give more than three shillings & sixpence. I then spoke to several other Dealers, but they all sung the same Song. Three & sixpence, Three & sixpence. This made it clear to me that my Suspicion was right; and that whatever they pretended of meeting to learn Good Things, the real purpose was to consult how to cheat Indians on the Price of Beaver. Consider but a little, Conrad, and you must be of my Opinion. If they met so often to learn Good Things, they would certainly have learnt some before this time. But they are still ignorant. You know our Practice. If a white Man in travelling thro’ our Country, enters one of our Cabins, we all treat him as I treat you; we dry him if he is wet, we warm him if he is cold, we give him Meat & Drinks that he may allay his Thirst and Hunger, and spread soft Furs for him to rest & sleep on: We demand nothing in return. But if I go into a white Man’s House at Albany, and ask for Victuals & Drink, they say, where is your Money? and if I have none; they say, Get out you Indian Dog. You see they have not yet learnt those little Good Things, that we need no Meetings to be instructed in, because our Mothers taught them to us when we were Children: And therefore, it is impossible their Meeting, Should be as they say, for any such purpose, or have any such Effect. They are only to contrive the Cheating of Indians in the Price of Beaver.—
1782-1783
Sunday, October 4, 2020
DO. NOT. SETTLE.
Young ladies, when the season of life comes and you’re starting to pray for a spouse to spend your life with... pray for the kind of man that will lay next to your future 13yr old, on the bathroom floor praying over her because she can’t keep a drop of water down. Pray for a man that will carry her down the stairs, to the car and spend all night in the hospital by her side. Pray for a spouse that will consistently put you and your children first, above himself- but NOT above the Lord.
Pray for a spouse that will wake up at 6:30am on Sunday and get his family around and lead them to the House of God. Because, if he can wake up at 4:30am on Saturday to hunt... he can wake up at 6:30 on Sunday to lead his family to salvation.
Young lady, trust me when I tell you, that after 15 years of marriage, 3 kids and a baby in Heaven, many devastating trials and lots of heartache- you need to make sure that the man you give your life to, is the man God has sent you.
Do. Not. Settle.
No amount of waiting for a husband is worse than settling for the wrong spouse and losing years of your life living outside of the will of God.
Just wait. And while you wait, pray that the Lord would not only prepare your future spouse, but that He would prepare you to be the kind of wife He is leading you to be. Be the person you want to marry.
Wait for the one God has for you. Don’t give pieces of yourself away to every man that crosses your path and shows you a little affection. It. Is. Worth. The. Wait.
Thursday, December 27, 2018
. . . And That"s How The Fight Got Started
My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed.
I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'
'No,' she answered.
I then said, 'Is that your final answer?'
... She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'
So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And that's when the fight started...
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I took my wife to a restaurant.
The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.
"I'll have the rump steak, rare, please."
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"
"Nah, she can order for herself."
And that's when the fight started.....
_____________________________
My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.
I asked her, "Do you know him?"
"Yes", she sighed,
"He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since."
"My Gosh!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"
And then the fight started...
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When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.
But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat,making beer . . . Always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
_____________________________
My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.
She asked, "What's on TV?"
I said, "Dust."
And then the fight started...
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Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"
And that's how the fight started...
_______________________________
My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.
She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds."
I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then the fight started......
______________________________
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'
And then the fight started...
________________________________
My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She was not happy with what she saw and said to me, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."
And then the fight started........
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I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!
He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'
So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'
That's how the fight started.
________________________________
One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift...
The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.
When she asked me why, I replied,
"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"
And that's how the fight started.
I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'
'No,' she answered.
I then said, 'Is that your final answer?'
... She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'
So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And that's when the fight started...
________________________________
I took my wife to a restaurant.
The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.
"I'll have the rump steak, rare, please."
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?"
"Nah, she can order for herself."
And that's when the fight started.....
_____________________________
My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.
I asked her, "Do you know him?"
"Yes", she sighed,
"He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since."
"My Gosh!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"
And then the fight started...
________________________________
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.
But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat,making beer . . . Always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
_____________________________
My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.
She asked, "What's on TV?"
I said, "Dust."
And then the fight started...
________________________________
Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"
And that's how the fight started...
_______________________________
My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.
She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds."
I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then the fight started......
______________________________
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'
And then the fight started...
________________________________
My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She was not happy with what she saw and said to me, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."
And then the fight started........
________________________________
I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!
He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'
So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'
That's how the fight started.
________________________________
One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift...
The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.
When she asked me why, I replied,
"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"
And that's how the fight started.
Monday, September 24, 2018
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
The Statue of Love - Engineering Marvel!!
A statue in Georgia, every evening at 7pm it will became a single statue...
The Statue of Love sculpture inspired by love story of "Ali and Nino" Created by Georgian artist Tamar Kvesitadze. The story is similar to Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet and tells of an Azerbaijani youth who falls in love with a Georgian princess but dies defending his country. The 7 ton statues start their motion at 7 P.M every day and are controlled by computer and lit with dramatic color lighting.
Sunday, July 30, 2017
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