"Friends are the most important part of your life.
Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories."
As you know I believe that the greatest gift each of us is given is the ability to grow lasting friendships. Our friends share our good times and our bad times. Our best friends forgive us for our failings and hold our hands when we are down.
In my experience friendships are earned. People respond to how open and friendly we are. In my case I view everyone I meet as being important as they are all potential friends. I even enjoy those momentary friendships that take place when you smile at a stranger or thank a tradesperson.
One of my problems is that I have trouble handling the loss of a friendship when I don’t know why it ended. In the last couple of years two close friends broke off all communications between us and I don’t know the reason why they did. To this day I don’t know if they are doing well or have problems that they don’t want to share. I can live with someone moving on and while I know I will miss them I will always be grateful for the friendship we had. What I have trouble with is the unexplained terminations of warm relationships that may be because of something I unknowingly did or said. It just is not in my nature to offend anyone much less those I care about. Conceivably the loss of a friend may be due to a misunderstanding as I have a tendency towards levity even in serious situations but I never do or say anything consciously out of malice.
Sadly my last two lost friends have not wanted to tell me why our friendships ended, thus depriving me of the chance to learn from the experience or allowing me to correct a misinterpretation of something I did or said. Neither have they given me the chance to change my behavior so I won’t put other friendships at risk.
So my friends please never walk away from a friendship without saying goodbye, for the not knowing why can be more painful than the separation itself.
"A friend shares the good times and helps out by listening during the bad times."
"If we were rich," said Mrs. Abrahams, "we’d spend six months a year in Florida, six months a year in Europe, and six months a year in California."
"But dear, that would make eighteen months in a year!" said her husband.
"Indeed it would, Herbert. Isn’t is wonderful what you can do with money?"
One of the secrets of a long and fruitful life is to forgive everybody everything every night before you go to bed.
A couple just started their Lamaze class and they were given an activity requiring the husband to wear a bag of sand to give him an idea of what it feels like to be pregnant. The husband stood up and shrugged saying, "This doesn’t feel so bad."
The instructor then dropped a pen and asked the husband to pick it up.
"You want me to pick up the pen as if I were pregnant, the way my wife would do it?" the husband asked.
"Exactly," replied the instructor.
To the delight of the other husbands, he turned to his wife and said, "Honey, pick up that pen for me."
When it comes to work, there are many who will stop at nothing.
It was just after midnight, and there was a rapping at the doctor’s door.
Dragging himself out of bed and poking his head from the window, he shouted down at the lone figure.
The woman looked up, "No, sick."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another’s resemblance to ourselves."
Not expecting to do at all well in the economics exam, Harold was heartened by the first question: In any given year, and to the nearest ton, how much wheat did the United States export?
Smiling confidently, Harold wrote, "1492; none."
A little boy asked his mother, "Mummy, am I descended from a monkey?"
The mother replied, "I don’t know, son, I’ve never met your father’s folks."
Three Reform Rabbis were in a terrible auto wreck. None survived.
One minute they were driving along the highway, talking and laughing and joking, and the next, BOOM! they were before the Creator of all.
Shaking his head, The Omnipotent One looks at the three. "Reform I can understand. But where will it end? You! Goldblum! The ashtrays in your temple so my people could smoke while the Torah was being read???"
God went on. "I can live with that. Men are weak, but the Word is strong!"
Goldblum sighed with relief.
"Bauman! Really, I can accept My people need to eat, but really: serving Ham & Cheese Sandwiches to the devout at the temple during Yom Kippur?"
Bauman hung his head in shame.
"Even that I can allow to pass, even with the eating of that which is not Kosher. I’m not pleased at all with the playing fast and loose with my people, but I can accept these indiscretions."
Bauman also heaved a sigh of relief.
Finally, He turns to the third rabbi and says, "You, Rabinowitz, have gone too far! Am I asking too much? No, you flaunt the world at Me, even on the holiest days of Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur by putting out a sign saying….’Closed for the Holidays!’"
Other people or unfortunate circumstances may have caused you to feel pain, but only you control whether you allow that pain to go on.
When a customer left his cell phone in my store, I scrolled through his saved numbers, stopped at "Mom" and pushed Send. His mother answered and I told her what happened.
"Don’t worry," she said. "I’ll take care of it."
A few minutes later, the cell phone rang. It was "Mom."
"Martin," she said. "You left your cell phone at the convenience store."
He who forgives ends the quarrel.
A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like, "We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods."
The little girl was wide-eyed, taking it all in. At last, she said, "I sure wish I’d gotten to know you sooner!"
There isn’t much that I can do, but I can share an hour with you, and I can share a joke with you….as on our way we go."
Maude V. Preston
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