31 8 / 2014

retaker:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .'The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.Share it with friends and tag them so the cycle continues … Do not keep this letter … You could change a life too

retaker:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .'

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

Share it with friends and tag them so the cycle continues … Do not keep this letter … You could change a life too



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31 8 / 2014

31 8 / 2014

I’ve been looking out the window for eighteen years, dreaming about what it would feel like when those lights rise in the sky.

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31 8 / 2014


Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind. But if you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you though.

Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind. But if you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you though.

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30 8 / 2014

30 8 / 2014

breaking-dexter:

If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.

If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.

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30 8 / 2014

carriehopefletcher:

regretisfortheliving:

bowtiesarecool4:

This is deep, man

one of the greatest piece of information taught to me in life was from a fucking deranged talking baboon

I love this!

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30 8 / 2014

yaygarita:

Things from that post about Capricorns that KILL me with accuracy:

  • will conform but hiding an intense need for appreciation/adoration/pure love
  • tendency to avoid conversations with emotional undertones
  • people have no idea of their childlike vulnerability/terminal isolation
  • INTENSE INNER…

29 8 / 2014

You were my new dream. And you were mine.

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29 8 / 2014

adlunainflammagloria:

30 Days Challenge: Day 14 (favorite kiss)

"Go on !", Professor Archimedes Porter (Tarzan)

I love this kiss. Not only because the scenery and the colors are beautiful, but also because of the meaning of it. Jane’s always been a good girl: she’s a single woman, who’s always been living with her old father, a professor, so she must be cultivated, with a great future ahead. She’s the kind of girl who follows the rules. But that’s not who she really is, that’s what she’s supposed to be according to society. The real Jane Porter is an adventurous artist. The main difference between England and the jungle is that in the jungle, she can be her true self, and furthermore, with the man she loves.

But she can’t stay because she’s never done any crazy thing in her life - and you can tell that just seeing her giggling after kissing Tarzan, all of this is new to her - and she’s afraid of the unknown. But when her father tells her that nothing can stop her from staying, she realizes that she truely has the opportunity to choose to be herself over what she’s supposed to be. So when she jumps, she’s not only happy because she will stay with Tarzan. She’s happy that she gives herself the right to stop being the studious perfect girl, and start being Jane Porter. So there she is, taking her own destiny in her own hands, freeing her hair and jumping in the water because she wants to, not because she has to. She laughs because she is going to kiss the man she loves, and because she is going to live the life she chose for herself, and from now on, no one will be able to stop her. 

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