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What I Learned About Love

Love is the neighbours kid handing you a bouquet of dandylions picked from your yard.
Love is remembering someones special day.
Love is giving me his toast middles (just because I like them) and eating my crusts (because I don’t like them).
Love is sharing your favorite recipe.
Love is letting your dad talk to you about cars instead of watching your favorite show.

The first duty of love is to listen.
Paul Tillich

Love is setting boundaries and limits.
Love is letting him have the window seat.
Love is volunteering to build your child’s school playground even when you already have three jobs. Thanks Dad.
Love is giving your child a pet.

To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.
Anne-Sophie Swetchine

Love is letting me poke every french fry in my hunt for the squishy ones.
Love is letting someone dry their tears on your shoulder.
Love is sharing your talent.
Love is letting him warm up his frozen hands on your bare back.
Love is helping some one up.

Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare

Love is listening to them tell their favorite story. Again.
Love is letting go.
Love is being grateful for the little things.
Love is very painful at times.
Love is when mothers just know. I was living far away from home finishing high school and hit a really low part of my life. I was all alone feeling hopelessly depressed when I received a audio cassette in the mail. The whole tape was empty except for just one song. Everybody Hurts. Thanks Mom.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.
Sophocles

Love is encouraging someone not to give up.
Love is remembering how someone takes their tea.
Love is supporting someone in their quest.
Love is letting someone figure it out all by themselves.
Love is an elderly couple holding hands as they carefully amble down the busy sidewalk.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.
Lois McMaster Bujold

Love is congratulating an expecting mother on the miracle growing inside of her.
Love is trusting that everything will be ok.
Love is recognising beauty in everything.
Love is feeling your heart ache just to be near him.
Love is helping out when you can.

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Jean Anouilh

Love is giving someone hope.
Love is giving someone a break.
Love is telling the truth.
Love is replacing the empty toilet paper roll.
Love is when you don’t know why but you just feel really good around someone.

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
Anton Chekhov

Love is checking on someone who is sick.
Love is sending your sister a care package filled with your kids drawings when she is halfway around the world.
Love is letting them down gently.
Love is forgiving an error in judgement.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Peter Ustinov

Love is respecting ones choices. Even if you don’t agree.
Love is letting your little sister come even if she may embarrass you.
Love is when you just cant stop smiling.
Love is planting a tree.
Love is saying NO.
Love is when your cat cuddles you when your sad.

Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
Victor Hugo

Love is letting someone learn from their mistake.
Love is being together but still keeping your own identity.
Love is meeting your lovers´ bellybutton for the first time.
Love is sometimes being wrong.
Love is trying to make someone smile. Even if it means making a fool of yourself.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Friedrich Nietzsche

Love is just being yourself.
Love is sharing your last cookie.
Love is laughing so hard that you pee your pants.
Love is adopting a grandparent if you have run out.
Love is a babys’ tiny hand wrapped around your thumb.

He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Love is meaning what you say.
Love is holding someones hand.
Love is a big sloppy kiss from your nephew because you’re “the bestest aunty in the whole world”.
Love is realizing your parents are also your friends.

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love is having healthy friendships.
Love is kissing a booboo better.
Love is reminding Mr. Serious how to play.
Love is hugging them even though you are upset with them because they could really use a hug right now.

The important thing was to love rather than to be loved.
W. Somerset Maugham

Love is letting a child know that you always love them even if you don’t love what they did.
Love is teaching.
Love is giving someone a second chance.
Love is proudly dragging a cardboard box around the house labeled BABY. Contents: your brand new little sister.
Love is listening.
Love is wanting to see them happy, even if its not with you.

Just because you love someone doesn’t mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.
Hugh Elliott

Love is surprising them with their favorite ___________.
Love is allowing the kids to ransack every blanket and sheet in the house to make a ‘fort’.
Love is being kind to the grumpies. They need it the most.
Love is being gentle with your self.

Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.
Michael Masser and Linda Creed

Love is a mother singing to her baby.
Love is giving a kid a patch of dirt to grow their very own little garden.
Love is being tolerant and patient.
Love is accepting that a special person has served all their purpose in your life and now has to move on.
Love is accepting someone just the way they are.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds.
William Shakespeare

Love is sometimes confusing.
Love is asking for what you need.
Love is the shiver down your spine when he whispers your name.
Love is taking care with peoples feelings.
Love is taking a time out instead of saying mean words.

Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.
Margaret Cho

Love is taking only what you need.
Love is doing your best.
Love is about compromising. Even when you know your idea is better.
Love is essential.
Love is celebrating our differences and uniqueness.

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.
Carl Jung

Love is like a feather
Love is like a rock
Love is the universal key
That opens every lock.

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What I learned about Courage

The dictionary definitions are:

Bravery: quality of spirit that enables you to face danger of pain without showing fear.
Fortitude: the habit of encountering danger and enduring pain with a steadfast and unbroken spirit.
Courage: firmness of spirit and swell of soul which meets danger without fear.

My definition is:

· Courage is believing in your self.
· Courage is ripping off the bandaid.
· Courage is depending on your little sister.
· Courage is trying again.
· Courage is smiling at a stranger.
· Courage is being the new girl in class.
· Courage is forgiving someone who hurt you.
· Courage is falling in love.
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The Formula

So how did you do it?

Here is my answer…My How To…My Recipe…My Formula.

Decide what you want. What is your dream? There are infillions (this is my made up word for lots). Pick one. Does it seem too scary? Its true that change can seem difficult but to me it was much worse to sit in one place knowing that I wasn’t fulfilling my potential. I was becoming a robot and living life as a routine. To me, the scariest thing is to stop growing. One of the millions of excuses you can tell yourself or dying knowing that you did not try to fulfil your dream? So it becomes a matter of what is most important to you. Choose. read more

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What are you waiting for? – Buenos Aires, Argentina

So I sit here 10 floors up above the city in my 8×12 foot room. The time is ticking. The countdown is on. And its moving faster than I can keep track. Its sunny out as I can see it creeping in through the slats in the blinds but I can feel the cool air wafting through. It doesn’t really bother me tho because I have made it habit to wear my fluffy scarf around my neck most of the day and night. I have had my morning tea and now I am just wondering what I should do today. read more

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