RE: Christmas wrapping paper

[Guest guest]

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Melinda}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} I'm so very sorry to hear what you

are going thru. I'll keep your aunts, your family and you in my prayers.

Love ya,

Kiki

[Guest guest]

Thanks, Jenni! That sweet message brought tears to my eyes.

Melinda )

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Oh your welcome I love the final saying about the angels don't you?

with love,

Jenni

Proud Air Force Mom!

May God guide and protect our troops!

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Yes, Jenni, I do like that last line. I'm struggling to say goodbye to a dying

aunt this week, and waiting to hear what the doctors are going to say about my

other dear aunt on Friday. This was a real comfort.

Melinda

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all

the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Thank you, Kiki, I really, really appreciate it. Both aunts have breast cancer,

and one was in a bad car accident in late October along with her husband (he

suffered closed head injuries and a back broken in 4 places). None of them are

spring chickens. It's been a hard last few months. Thank you sooooooooooo much

for a very needed cyber hug and your prayers!

Love,

Melinda )

Re: Christmas wrapping paper

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Melinda}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} I'm so very sorry to hear what you

are going thru. I'll keep your aunts, your family and you in my prayers.

Love ya,

Kiki

[Guest guest]

Oh Melinda

I will keep you and your Aunts in my prayers! I truly pray you will have some

comfort this week.

with love,

Jenni

Proud Air Force Mom!

May God guide and protect our troops!

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.

She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something

inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all

the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to

fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Prayers lifted , Melinda. Love, Connie

Re: Christmas wrapping paper

Yes, Jenni, I do like that last line. I'm struggling to say goodbye to

a dying aunt this week, and waiting to hear what the doctors are going

to say about my other dear aunt on Friday. This was a real comfort.

Melinda

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper.

Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used

the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her

mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but

her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was

empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young

lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be

something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty!

I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed

for all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced

difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss

and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses

from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious

possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels

who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how

to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Thank you, Connie. I'm glad you and your daughter are doing well on your new

weight loss journey. Prayers were just lifted for your daughter, too. I know

about boyfriends cutting your self-esteem - she needs a lot of tender-loving

care right now. Love to you both . . . .

Melinda )

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper.

Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used

the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her

mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but

her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was

empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young

lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be

something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty!

I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed

for all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced

difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss

and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses

from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious

possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels

who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how

to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Melinda, there is a wonderful book about dying and saying good bye -- can't

think of the title but I'll look for it tonight -- wish I had read it when my

father was dying.

One of the things that impressed me most in that book was that dying people

(those who are dying at a good age and peacefully), are frequently ready for the

next " phase " but hang on for the living -- and that our giving them " permission "

to leave makes their passage much easier. I think my father definitely hung on

for my mother.....

Of course, that doesn't help the grief that you have, and for that I offer you

all the prayers and wishes that I can...

Take care, Bonnie

Re: Christmas wrapping paper

Yes, Jenni, I do like that last line. I'm struggling to say goodbye to a dying

aunt this week, and waiting to hear what the doctors are going to say about my

other dear aunt on Friday. This was a real comfort.

Melinda

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all

the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Thank You Melinda. Love, Connie

Re: Christmas wrapping paper

Thank you, Connie. I'm glad you and your daughter are doing well on

your new weight loss journey. Prayers were just lifted for your

daughter, too. I know about boyfriends cutting your self-esteem - she

needs a lot of tender-loving care right now. Love to you both . . . .

Melinda )

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her

5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper.

Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used

the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her

mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but

her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was

empty. She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know,

young

lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be

something inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not

empty!

I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her

arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for

her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time

later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed

for all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced

difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary

kiss

and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses

from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious

possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels

who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering

how

to fly.

>

[Guest guest]

You know, Bonnie, that's what we've done with some of our dying family members.

We tell them it's ok to let go if they feel it's time. It's a very sensitive,

loving thing to do, I think. Somehow, knowing they're ready to go makes it a

little easier.

Melinda

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.

She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something

inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all

the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to

fly.

>

[Guest guest]

Thank you, Jenni. They're my only 2 aunts. I don't want to lose either one. I

just can't believe both are facing breast cancer at the same time.

Melinda

Fw: Christmas wrapping paper

>

> The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5-year

> old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive wrapping paper. Money

> was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the

gold

> paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

>

> Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother

> the next morning and said, " This is for you, Mamma. "

>

> The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her

> anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.

She

> spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. " Don't you know, young

lady,

> when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something

inside

> the package? "

>

> She had tears in her eyes and said, " Oh, Mamma, it's not empty! I

> blew kisses into it until it was full. "

>

> The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms

> around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her

>thoughtless

> anger.

>

> An accident took the life of the child only a short time later

> and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for

all the

> years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult

> problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and

>remember

> the love of the child who had put it there.

>

> In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been

> given a golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from

our

> children, family, and friends. There is no more precious possession

>anyone

> could hold.

>

> You now have two choices:

>

> 1. Pass this on to your friends, or

> 2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

>

> As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who

> lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to

fly.

>