Happiness Is Your Birthright!

Let Go!

To let go does not mean to stop caring,

it means I can't do it for someone else.

To let go is not to cut myself off,

it's the realization that I can't control another.

To let go is not to enable,

but to allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is to admit powerlessness,

which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is not to try to change or blame another,

it's to make the most of myself.

To let go is not to care for,

but to care about.

To let go is not to fix,

but to be supportive.

To let go is not to judge,

but to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,

but to allow others to affect their own destinies.

To let go is not to be protective,

it's to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to criticize, or regulate anyone,

but to try to become what I dream I can do.

To let go is to fear less, and to love more.

- Author Unknown -

Posted by Priya Deelchand

Streetsweeper by Martin Luther King Jr.

"If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry.

He should sweep streets so well that all the host of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great streetsweeper who did his job well."

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Thomas Edison tried two thousand different materials in search of a filament for the light bulb. When none worked satisfactorily, his assistant complained, "All our work is in vain. We have learned nothing."

Edison replied very confidently, "Oh, we have come a long way and we have learned a lot. We now that there are two thousand elements which we cannot use to make a good light bulb."

Author unknown

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Tell your family and friends how much you love them! (posted by Priya Deelchand)

My wonderful friends,

Hope you are all doing great!:))

Here is a poem I’d like to share with you today. The author is unknown and it is called “Around the Corner”. It’s a really great poem and I love it! Here it is.

Around the corner I have a friend

In this great city that has no end,

Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,

And before I know it, a year is gone

And I never see my old friends face,

For life is a swift and terrible race,

She knows I like her just as well

As in the days when I rang her bell,

And she rang mine.

We were younger then,

And now we are busy, tired men.

Tired of playing a foolish game,

Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say "I will call on Jane"

"Just to show that I'm thinking of her"

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,

And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner!-yet miles away,

"Here's a telegram sir-"

"Jane died today."

And that's what we get and deserve in the end.

Around the corner, a vanished friend.

If you love someone, tell them.

Remember always to say "what you mean".

Never be afraid to express yourself.

Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you.

Seize the day and have no regrets.

Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family,

They have helped to make you the person you are today,

What it's all about anyway. Pass this along to your friends.

Let it make a difference in your day and theirs.

I love you all my dearest friends! :))

Much much love,

Priya:))

Posted by Priya Deelchand

Lessons from an oyster (posted by Priya Deelchand)

There once was an oyster

Whose story I tell,

Who found that some sand

Had got into his shell.

It was only a grain,

but it gave him great pain.

For oysters have feelings

Although they're so plain.

Now, did he berate

the harsh workings of fate

That had brought him

To such a deplorable state?

Did he curse at the government,

Cry for election,

And claim that the sea should

Have given him protection?

'No,' he said to himself

As he lay on a shell,

Since I cannot remove it,

I shall try to improve it.

Now the years have rolled around,

As the years always do,

And he came to his ultimate

Destiny stew.

And the small grain of sand

That had bothered him so

Was a beautiful pearl

All richly aglow.

Now the tale has a moral,

for isn't it grand

What an oyster can do

With a morsel of sand?

What couldn't we do

If we'd only begin

With some of the things

That get under our skin.

Author unknown

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What are your priorities? (posted by Priya Deelchand)

While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.

“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.

“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”

Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”

Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”

The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”

Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”

The man smiled and said, “OK.”

“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.

The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.

She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.

Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?

Give someone you love 5 more minutes of your time today!

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