coLLecTioN oF…wOteVer

(A)ccepts you as you are (B)elieves in "you" (C)alls you just to say "hi" (D)oesnt give up on you (E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts) (F)orgives your mistakes (G)ives unconditionally (H)elps you (I)nvites you over (J)ust "be" with you (K)eeps you close at heart (L)oves you for who you are (M)akes a difference in your life (N)ever Judges (O)ffers support (P)icks you up (Q)uiets your fears (R)aises your spirits (S)ays nice things about you (T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it (U)nderstands you (V)alues you (W)alks beside you (X)-plains things you dont understand (Y)ells when you wont listen (Z)ap you back to reality

During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question.
She said, "How do i know if i married the right person?"
I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so i said, "It depends. Is that your husband?"
In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?"
Let me answer this question because the chances are good that its weighing on your mind.
Here’s the answer.

EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with you spouse. You anticipated their calls, wanted their touches, and likes their idiosyncrasies.
Falling in love with your spouse wasnt hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didnt have to DO anything.
Thats why its called "falling" in love…

Because its happening TO YOU.

People in love sometimes say, "I was swept off my feet". Think about the imagery of that expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and the something came along and happened TO YOU.

Falling in love is easy. Its a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. Its the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touches are not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse’s indiosyncrasies instead of being cute, drive you nuts.

The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initail stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.

At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did i marry the right person?" And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire the experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.

Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sized. Infidelity is the most obvious. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.

But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it. Im not saying that you couldnt fall in love with someone else. You could.
And TEMPORARILY you’d feel better. But you’d be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):
THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; ITS LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.

SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spotaneious experience. It’ll NEVER just happen to you. You cant "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it day in and day out. Thats why we have the expression, "the labour of love".
Because it takes time, effort and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.

Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.
Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are laws for relationship. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. Its a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable… You can "make" love.

Love in marriage is indeed a "decision"… Not just a feeling.

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Love is not something you feel. It’s something you do.
                                 -David Wilkerson-

You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.                                                -Sam Keen-

Marriages are made in heaven. But, again, so are thunder, lightning, tornados and hail.                                                                  -Unknown-

A great marriage is not when the ‘perfect couple’ come together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.                        -Dave Meurer-

MUTHU & THE INTERVIEWER
Interviewer : What is your birth date?
Muthu ; 13th October
Interviewer : Which year?
Muthu : …EVERY YEAR

MUTHU & HIS MANAGER
Manager asked Muthu at an interview…
Can you spell a word that has more than 100 letters in it?
Muthu replied : P-O-S-T-B-O-X

MUTHU   LONDON TRIP
After returning back from a foreign trip, Muthu asked his wife, Do i look like a foreinger?
Wife : No! Why?
Muthu : In London, a lady asked me, "Are you a foreigner?" …thats why…

MUTHU & TOURIST
One tourist from U.S.A. asked Muthu whether any great man born in this village or not… and Muthu said, "No sir, only babies were born here…"

MUTHU & DRIVER
When Muthu was travelling withhis wife in a motorised tricycle, the driver adjusted mirror. Muthu shouted, "You are tyring to see my wife? Sit back. I will drive!"

MUTHU GOES TO HOTEL
Muthu went in a hotel. To wash hands he went to the washbasin. There he started washing the basin. Seeing this, the manager asked what was he doing. Muthu pointed towards the board "WASH BASIN"

MUTHU & INTERVIEWER - FINAL PART
Interviewer : Just imagine youre in 20th floor in a building, it caught fire and how will you escape?
Muthu : Its simple… i will just stop my imagination…

On a political rally Muthu was arrested. Why???
Because, a woman journalist was walking around witha badge "PRESS" on her chest…

MENtal illness, MENstrual cramps, MENtal breakdown, MENopause…

Ever notice how all of women’s problems start with men?
and when we have real trouble, its HISterectomy!!!

a Friend is like a Good Bra…
hard to find
supportive
comfortable
always lifts you up
never lets you down or leaves you hanging
and is ALWAYS close to your Heart!!!

ps: dont forget to have a mammogram k?

Treating the Patient’s Spirit, Not Just the Disease
Denise Anne Hayes
Medscape Med Students. 2007 April

Danielle was a 10-year-old leukemia patient undergoing her third, painful round of chemotherapy when i first met her. I was an anxious, apprehensive student, entering the isolation room of my very first patient. As i introduced myself to the frail child, she hardly removed her expressionless gaze from the sealed, dusty window overlooking hospital construction. She knew i would be just another hospital staff member to poke her, prod her, and relentlessly question her from where i hid behind my precautionary gown and mask. Even as i made small talk about the newest pop music star or offered her a coloring book to pass the time, her only response was to shrug her shoulders, and to turn up the volume of her television from the remote control on her her.

Danielle spent most of her inpatient stay alone in her hospital bed. Her parents could only visit after work, and only occasionally did a grandparent, an aunt, or a cousin stop by. They would enter her room enthusiastically with basket full of board games, chocolate treats, and stuffed animals, only to emerge shortly thereafter, choking back tears. The child was too weary to play games, too nauseous to eat, too disheartened to befriend yet another teddy bear.

I left the hospital that first day feeling like a failure, and for months i felt uneasy entreing Danielle’s room. Every day i would peek in to ask how she was feeling, but i was always met with the same blank stare, and often a look of disgust. "At least she makes eye contact with you," one of the nurses joked. I realized i would virtually have to stand on my head to get through Danielle’s wall of silence. And, as it turned out, I literally had to do just that.

I knocked on her door one beautiful June day, when it seemed that the rest of the world was enjoying the summer sunshine while this gloomy child sat in her room with curtains drawn. I was disappointed in myself for allowing Danielle to be so miserable while the other pediatric patients were enjoying cheerful therapeutic activities that helped heal their tiny broken spirits. Her hardened stoicism went far beyond her years, and i was determined to find a way to bring back the radiant child that i was sure she had once been.

I walked in and found the stone-faced little girl sitting on her bed, and a man in a chair who introduced himself as "Dr.Scott." He was in jeans, a T-shirt and a baseball cap, with no stethoscope or reflex hammer in sight. "Danielle’s been coming to see me at my pediatric practice since she was born," Dr.Scott said. "Now that she’s here in the hospital, when i get a day off, it’s my turn to come see her." Danielle appeared to blush in response to all of this attention. "I’m not like most doctors, so Danielle sometimes gets embarrased when i come around. I’ve been known to start wheelchair races with the nurses, even to stand on my head!"

Compleately intrigued by this doctor, whose service to his patients apparently did no end on his day off, i replied, "Well, headstands are on of my specialities." With that Dr.Scott jumped up, grabbed two pillows from a shelf, and threw one at me. "Well, then, i challenge you to a headstand contest!" When i saw just the hint of a curious smile on Danielle’s weary face, i knew this was the chance we had all been waiting for.

We placed our heads on the pillows and lifted our legs into the air, the lemon-yellow isolation gowns hiding our faces. What followed was the inspiration that, i believe, will stay with me throughout my career in medicine. Danielle began to giggle. She muffled her laugh with her hand, but for just a moment. She was normal, healthy child, enjoying a moment of pure silliness. We had broken through Danielle’s wall.

When the contest was over (Danielle decided that Dr.Scott was the winner), 4 wide-eyed doctors in gleaming white coats stood peering over each other’s shoulders through the glass door. They shook their heads, unable to comprehend this unique bedside manner. We just laughed, joining Danielle in a moment of triumph over the tragic part part of her disease that had so mercillessly consumed her spirit.

From then on, Danielle began to talk, teaching me firsthand just what it was like to live with leukemia. To the delight of everyone who knew her and had watched her transformation, Danielle would go into a stable remission shortly thereafter and would never require admission to the hospital again.

Humanism in medicine is defined by moments such as these, in which it becomes clear that treating a patient’s spirit and dignity goes hand-in-hand with treating the illness. By forstering the development of Danielle’s own sense of courage and inner strength. Dr.Scott was able to help the little girl prevail not only over her cancer, but also over her pervasive sadness and hopelessness. His service to the patients he cares for is unique in that it is performed not only in the role of a physician, but also in the role of a mentor and friend. In pursuit of a more humanistic service to the community, it often becomes necessary to step out of the white coat and into patient’s world, empathizing with their feelings of frustration and powerlessness.

The impact that this type of selfless serivce has on medical care is as invaluable as extensive clinical knowledge and cutting edge therapies. These altruistic, noble deeds exemplify the humanism that is at the core of every field of medicine. It is personified by the nurse whose gentle touch reassures a frigthened patient, the medical student who takes the time to listen to a patient’s fears and concerns, and the doctor who will literally stand on his head just to make a patient smile.

This essay won first prize in the 2005 Arnold P. Gold Foundation Humanism in Medicine Essay Contest and originally appeared in Academic Medicine. Denise Hayes was a third-year student at Georgetown University School of Medicine when she wrote this.

why did Ah Beng go to the movies with 18 friends?
because below 18 not allowed lah!
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Ah Beng wants to buy a TV set. he goes to a shop.
Ah Beng :"do you have color TV?"
salesgirl :"yes!"
Ah Beng :"give me a green one, please"
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Ah Beng is filling up an application form for job.
he filled in the information for the columns on Name, Age, Address, etc.
the he comes to column on "Salary Expected", but he is not sure of the question.
after much thought, he writes "Yes".
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Ah Beng goes to a store and sees a shiny object.
Ah Beng :"what is that shiny object?"
salesgirl :" that is a thermo flask"
Ah Beng :"what does it do?"
salesgirls :"it keeps hot things hot and cold things cold"
Ah Beng :"i’ll buy it"
the next day, Ah Beng goes to work with his thermo flask.
boss :"what is that shiny object?"
Ah Beng :"its a thermo flask"
boss :"what does it do?"
Ah Beng :"it keeps hot things hot and cold things cold"
boss :"what do you have in it?"
Ah Beng :"two cups of coffee and one cup of ice cream"
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after taking photocopies of documents, Ah Beng always compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.
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Ah Beng always smiles during lightning storms because he thinks his picture is being taken.
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why cant Ah Beng dial 911?
because he cant find the number 11 (eleven) on the phone.
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Ah Beng just bought a new computer and was using it.
when he encounter some problem, he decided to use the "Help" command.
soon after, he became very irritated and called the computer customer support.
Ah Beng :"i press the "F1" key for help lah, but its been half an hour and still nobody come and help me lah?"
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Ah Beng with two red ears went to his doctor.
the doctor asked him what had happened to his ears and he replied, "i was ironing a shirt and the phone ring lah. but instead of picking up the phone, i accidentally pick up the iron and stuck it to my ear lah"
"oh dear!" the doctor exclaimed in disbelief, "but…..what happened to the other ear?"
Ah Beng replied :"the stupid dumbo called back lah!!!"
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Ah Beng talks to a long-distance telephone operator.
Ah Beng :"could you please tell me the time difference between taipei and las vegas?"
operator :"just a minute…"
Ah Beng :"thank you lah" and puts down the phone.
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after completing a jigsaw puzzle he’d been working on for quite some time, Ah Beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a freind.
"it took me only 5 months to do it", Ah Beng brags.
"five months?? thats too long!" the friend exclaims.
"you are a fool" Ah Beng replies, "see this box, it is written for 4-7 YRS"
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at a bar in new york, the man to Ah Beng’s left tells the bartender. "johnie walker, single"
and his companion says, "jack daniels, single"
the bartender approaches Ah Beng and asks, "and you, sir?"
Ah Beng replies :"Tan Ah Beng, married lah"

Into The West
LOTR The Return of the King (soundtrack)

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey’s end

Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away

Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do those white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

Dawn will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time

Don’t say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And you’ll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do those white gulls call?

Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

Be Practical

i was hungry
and you formed a humanities group to discuss my hunger
i was imprisoned
and you crept off quietly to chapel and prayed for my release
i was naked
and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance
i was sick
and you knelt and thanked God for your health
i was homeless
and you preached to me of the spiritual shelter of the Love of God
i was lonely
and you left me alone to pray for me

you seems so holy, so close to God
but i am still very hungry — and lonely — and cold.

-anonymous-

Kids-qoute
romancestuck.com

• Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.
  
• Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.
  
• Love is when your puppy lickes your face even after you left him alone all day.
  
• Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
  
• Love is when my mommy makes coffee for daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is ok.
  
• Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.
  
• Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesnt think its gross.
  
• You really shouldnt say "i love you" unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. people forget, and its good for them to get reminded.
  
• When grandmother fot arthritis, she couldnt bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands for arthritis too. Thats love.