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		<title>On Santa&#8217;s Team</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 17:22:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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My grandma taught me everything about Christmas. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: &#8220;There is no Santa Claus,&#8221; jeered my sister. &#8220;Even dummies know that!&#8221;
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<p>My grandma taught me everything about Christmas. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: &#8220;There is no Santa Claus,&#8221; jeered my sister. &#8220;Even dummies know that!&#8221;</p>
<p>My grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her world-famous cinnamon buns.</p>
<p>Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me.</p>
<p>&#8220;No Santa Claus!&#8221; she snorted. &#8220;Ridiculous! Don&#8217;t believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad. Now, put on your coat, and let&#8217;s go.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Go? Go where, Grandma?&#8221; I asked. I hadn&#8217;t even finished my second cinnamon bun.</p>
<p>&#8220;Where&#8221; turned out to be Kerby&#8217;s General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days.</p>
<p>&#8220;Take this money,&#8221; she said, &#8220;and buy something for someone who needs it. I&#8217;ll wait for you in the car.&#8221; Then she turned and walked out of Kerby&#8217;s.</p>
<p>I was only eight years old. I&#8217;d often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.</p>
<p>I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobbie Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock&#8217;s grade-two class. Bobbie Decker didn&#8217;t have a coat. I knew that because he never went out for recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough; but all we kids knew that Bobbie Decker didn&#8217;t have a cough, and he didn&#8217;t have a coat.</p>
<p>I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobbie Decker a coat. I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that. I didn&#8217;t see a price tag, but ten dollars ought to buy anything. I put the coat and my ten-dollar bill on the counter and pushed them toward the lady behind it.</p>
<p>She looked at the coat, the money, and me. &#8220;Is this a Christmas present for someone?&#8221; she asked kindly. &#8220;Yes,&#8221; I replied shyly. &#8220;It&#8217;s &#8230; for Bobbie. He&#8217;s in my class, and he doesn&#8217;t have a coat.&#8221; The nice lady smiled at me. I didn&#8217;t get any change, but she put the coat in a bag and wished me a Merry Christmas.</p>
<p>That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons, and write, &#8220;To Bobbie, From Santa Claus&#8221; on it &#8230; Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy.</p>
<p>Then she drove me over to Bobbie Decker&#8217;s house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially one of Santa&#8217;s helpers. Grandma parked down the street from Bobbie&#8217;s house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk.</p>
<p>Suddenly, Grandma gave me a nudge. &#8220;All right, Santa Claus,&#8221; she whispered, &#8220;get going.&#8221;</p>
<p>I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his doorbell twice and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma. Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobbie. He looked down, looked around, picked up his present, took it inside and closed the door.</p>
<p>Forty years haven&#8217;t dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my grandma, in Bobbie Decker&#8217;s bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were: Ridiculous!</p>
<p>Santa was alive and well &#8230; AND WE WERE ON HIS TEAM!</p>
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		<title>Top 10 Inspirational Sayings</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 21:29:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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<p>When you live a life without inspiration, it can be a life without any real joy or passion.  In those moments where you need a little pick me up or a reminder of the many great things you have in your life, you can turn to the power of inspirational words. You need to have a collection of inspirational sayings in your toolkit that resonate with you so you can get more done and still feel great!</p>
<h2>The Top 10 Ten Inspirational Sayings You Can Use Everywhere!</h2>
<p>There are a lot of great motivational sayings out there that we can turn to when we are feeling down, but we should be using them all the time, rain or shine!  Strive to incorporate inspirational sayings into your every day life, using them to inspire you to reach higher and push harder so you can achieve all of the things you have set out to do and more.</p>
<p>Some wonderful inspirational sayings include:</p>
<p>1.    There is a beautiful light at the end of my tunnel.<br />
2.    I take small steps in life and value my time.<br />
3.    In order to share happiness with others, I must also be happy.<br />
4.    As I let go of dissatisfaction, I feel happiness in my life.<br />
5.    My life is full of purpose, exciting change, and many recognized deeds.<br />
6.    No matter the challenge, I will see it through.<br />
7.    I am becoming more focused and confident every day.<br />
8.    I welcome positive energy and I use that feeling to accomplish more.<br />
9.    My life is already full of success.<br />
10.    I keep only two mental snapshots of myself: where I am and where I want to be in life.</p>
<p>And a BONUS my favorite Inspirational Saying &#8230;. Compliments of <a title="Wayne Dyer" href="http://nightingale.directtrack.com/z/10164/CD658/" target="_blank"><em><strong>Wayne Dyer</strong></em></a> &#8230;.</p>
<p><strong>&#8220;I Want to Feel Good.</strong>&#8221; By continually telling yourself you want to feel good, things will begin to happen to make you feel good. Remember you can not be sad enough to make another person happy, healthy or wealthy.</p>
<p>These are all very simple inspirational sayings that work to affirm positive thoughts and attitudes in your mind.  Affirmations are simply positive statements that remind you of your goals and positive uniqueness so you can boost your self-confidence.</p>
<h2>Accomplish More with the Power of Inspirational Thinking</h2>
<p>Inspirational sayings and affirmations can help us move forward in life and accomplish greater things than we could have ever imagined.  After all, we can&#8217;t deny the power of a can-do attitude.  If more of us incorporate inspiration into our lives, we would all be happier and more successful people.  When you incorporate positive sayings into your life, you&#8217;ll find that you&#8217;ll respond on a subconscious level and you&#8217;ll no longer need to look very far for inspiration!</p>
<p>If you&#8217;re down or lacking confidence, you can use inspirational sayings to find the courage to move forward and force out any negative thoughts that may be cycling through your mind.  When you say these statements with gusto, you are re-affirming positive thoughts in your mind, making them a part of who you are.  Remember to use these sayings at any and every occasion to give you the inspiration you need to get through any challenge, both big and small.</p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 15:51:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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			You have heard of the cup that overflowed. This is a story of a bucket that is like the cup, only larger, it is an invisible bucket. Everyone has one. It determines how we feel about ourselves, about others, and how we get along with people.
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<p><em>Have you ever experienced a series of very favorable things which made you want to be good to people for a week? </em></p>
<p>At that time, your bucket was full.</p>
<p>A bucket can be filled by a lot of things that happen.</p>
<p><strong>When a person</strong> speaks to you, recognizing you as a human being, your bucket is filled a little. Even more if he calls you by name, especially if it is the name you like to be called. If he compliments you on your dress or on a job well done, t<em>he level in your bucket goes up still higher.</em></p>
<p>There must be <strong>a million ways</strong> to raise the level in another&#8217;s bucket. Writing a friendly letter, remembering something that is special to him, knowing the names of his children, expressing sympathy for his loss, giving him a hand when his work is heavy, taking time for conversation, or, perhaps more important, listing to him.</p>
<p>When one&#8217;s bucket is full of this emotional support, one can express warmth and friendliness to people. But, remember, this is a theory about a bucket and a dipper.</p>
<p>Other people have dippers and they can get their dippers in your bucket.</p>
<p>This, too, can be done in a million ways.</p>
<p>Lets say I am at a dinner and inadvertently upset a glass of thick, sticky chocolate milk that spills over the table cloth, on a lady&#8217;s skirt, down onto the carpet. I am embarrassed. &#8220;Bright Eyes&#8221; across the table says, &#8220;You upset that glass of chocolate milk.&#8221; I made a mistake, I know I did, and then he told me about it! He got his dipper in my bucket!</p>
<p>Think of the times a person makes a mistake, feels terrible about it, only to have someone tell him about the known mistake (&#8220;<em>Red pencil&#8221; mentality!</em>)</p>
<p><em><strong>Buckets are filled and buckets are emptied.</strong></em></p>
<p>Emptied many times because <em>people don&#8217;t really think about what are doing.</em> When a person&#8217;s bucket is emptied, he is very different than when it is full. You say to a person whose bucket is empty, &#8220;That is a pretty tie you have,&#8221; and he may reply in a very irritated, defensive manner.</p>
<p>Although there is a limit to such an analogy, t<em>here are people who seem to have holes in their buckets.</em> When a person has a hole in his bucket, he irritates lots of people by trying to get his dipper in their buckets. This is when he really <strong>needs somebody </strong>to pour it in his bucket because he keeps losing.</p>
<p>The story of our lives is the interplay of the bucket and the dipper. Everyone has both.</p>
<p>The<strong> unyielding secret </strong>of the bucket and the dipper is that when you fill another&#8217;s bucket it does not take anything out of your own bucket. The level in our own bucket gets higher when we fill another&#8217;s, and, on the other hand, when we dip into another&#8217;s bucket we do not fill our own &#8230; we lose a little.</p>
<p>For a variety of reasons, people hesitate filling the bucket of another and consequently do not experience the fun, joy, happiness, fulfillment, and satisfaction connected with making another person happy. Some reasons for this hesitancy are that people think it sounds &#8220;fakey,&#8221; or the other person will be suspicious of the motive, or it is &#8220;brown-nosing.&#8221;</p>
<p><em><strong>Therefore, let us put aside our dipper and resolve to touch someone&#8217;s life in order to fill their bucket. </strong></em></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 05:15:27 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down.</p>
<p><em>He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.</em></p>
<p>Finally the day came when the boy didn&#8217;t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.</p>
<p>The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said &#8230;</p>
<p>&#8220;You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one &#8230;</p>
<p>&#8220;You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won&#8217;t matter how many times you say I&#8217;m sorry, the wound is still there. Make sure you control your temper the next time you are tempted to say something you will regret later.&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>What a fantastic story and lesson! </strong></p>
<p>How many times in your life have you said something in anger wishing you could take it back?</p>
<p>Anger can be a deadly weapon.  It can do so much harm &#8211; both to yourself and to those around you.</p>
<p>Just as the little boy in the story above learned how to control his anger &#8211; YOU TOO can learn to control yours.</p>
<p>Life can be very difficult and it&#8217;s not reasonable to expect that you will live in the state of harmony and bliss for the rest of your life.  The reality is that in the daily push and pull of your life there are many sources of conflict and anger.</p>
<p>Most people have had lifelong beliefs that conflict and anger are &#8220;bad&#8221; and should be avoided at all costs.  In<strong> <a title="Handle Conflict and Manager Anger" href="http://nightingale.directtrack.com/z/11428/CD658" target="_blank">&#8220;How to Handle Conflict and Manage Anger&#8221;</a></strong> by Denis Waitley he shows you how to handle conflict and anger productively and to be able to take advantage of the opportunities provided.</p>
<p>The important thing is to not let your anger get the best of you.  When that unpleasant feeling starts building up inside of you the best thing to do is to close your eyes, take 3 deep breaths, and think of 5 things that make you very happy &#8230;. Could be your spouse, children, grandchildren, a vacation, your house, soaking in the tub, your car, fishing, getting a massage etc&#8230;</p>
<p>Your mind can not hold joy and anger at the same time.  This gives you a moment to think clearly about the situation and to make better choices.</p>
<p>Start controlling your temper today and live a happier fuller life <img src='http://cindysense.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Which Wolf Do You Choose?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 19:29:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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He said, &#8220;My son, the battle is between 2 &#8220;wolves&#8221; inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
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<p>One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.</p>
<p>He said, &#8220;My son, <strong>the battle is between 2 &#8220;wolves&#8221; inside us all</strong>.</p>
<p><strong>One is Evil</strong>. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.</p>
<p><strong>The other is Good.</strong> It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.&#8221;</p>
<p>The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather,  &#8220;Which wolf wins the battle?&#8221;</p>
<p><strong>The Old Cherokee simply replied, &#8220;The one you feed.&#8221;</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>The wolves simply represent our thoughts</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>The thoughts we choose determine our attitude and our actions</em></p>
<p>You feed the one that you think about the most.  This is why it is so important for you to be aware of your thoughts!  We have up to 60,000 thoughts each and every day.  What are you thinking about the most?</p>
<p>If most of your day is spent blaming others for your life &#8230; Or if you&#8217;re caught in the &#8220;Could&#8217;ve and Should&#8217;ve&#8221; mentality, you are feeding the evil wolf.  If you&#8217;re like me you may not really like the word evil, but this  type of thinking is bringing everything into your life that YOU DO NOT WANT &#8211; so isn&#8217;t that evil?  The sad truth is that you are bringing it on yourself.</p>
<p>I also wouldn&#8217;t consider your &#8220;ego&#8221; to be necessarily evil.  Your ego simply tries to keep you safe from harm.  Maybe the author meant an over-inflated ego &#8230;</p>
<p>On the other hand, if your thoughts focus on kindness, love, generosity and truth your life will mirror back the same.  You need to be true to yourself.  Find your authentic self.  Feed the good wolf &#8211; the one that will ultimately bring you peace and happiness.  The one that will inspire and enrich your life.</p>
<p>Your thoughts and your attitude are what create your life.  Which wolf do you choose?</p>
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		<title>The Optimist Creed</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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		<title>The Station by Robert J Hastings</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 17:39:46 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>TUCKED AWAY in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision in which we see ourselves on a long journey that spans an entire continent. We&#8217;re traveling by train and, from the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at crossings, of cattle grazing in distant pastures, of smoke pouring from power plants, of row upon row upon row of cotton and corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and village halls.</p>
<p>But uppermost in our conscious minds is our final destination&#8211;for at a certain hour and on a given day, our train will finally pull into the Station with bells ringing, flags waving, and bands playing. And once that day comes, so many wonderful dreams will come true. So restlessly, we pace the aisles and count the miles, peering ahead, waiting, waiting, waiting for the Station.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes, when we reach the Station, that will be it!&#8221; we promise ourselves. &#8220;When we&#8217;re eighteen. . . win that promotion. . . put the last kid through college. . . buy that 450SL Mercedes-Benz. . . have a nest egg for retirement!&#8221;</p>
<p>From that day on we will all live happily ever after.</p>
<p>Sooner or later, however, we must realize there is no Station in this life, no one earthly place to arrive at once and for all. The journey is the joy. The Station is an illusion&#8211;it constantly outdistances us. Yesterday&#8217;s a memory, tomorrow&#8217;s a dream. Yesterday belongs to a history, tomorrow belongs to God. Yesterday&#8217;s a fading sunset, tomorrow&#8217;s a faint sunrise. Only today is there light enough to love and live.</p>
<p>So, gently close the door on yesterday and throw the key away. It isn&#8217;t the burdens of today that drive men mad, but rather regret over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today.</p>
<p>&#8220;Relish the moment&#8221; is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24, &#8220;This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.&#8221;</p>
<p>So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, swim more rivers, climb more mountains, kiss more babies, count more stars. Laugh more and cry less. Go barefoot oftener. Eat more ice cream. Ride more merry-go-rounds. Watch more sunsets. Life must be lived as we go along. The Station will come soon enough.</p>
<p><em>&#8220;Used Here By Permission, 2010&#8243; </em><a title="Robert Hastings Official Site" href="http://robertjhastings.com/" target="_blank"><em>The Robert J. Hastings Estate</em></a></p>
<blockquote><p>This was one of my mothers favorite poems. She had numerous clippings of it,a nd would give them to everyone.  My mom always reminded me to enjoy the journey &#8211; that the destination &#8211; the station is just an illusion.</p>
<p>The Station by Robert J Hastings was published several times in the Ann Landers columns, and was reprinted by Readers Digest.</p>
<p>I believe everyone needs to read The Station by Robert J Hastings and really take it to heart.  Mr. Hastings wish was for everyone to realize that the the true joy to life is finding joy in the journey.</p>
<p>If this poem has touched you &#8211; I&#8217;d love to hear from you!</p></blockquote>
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If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don&#8217;t know something,
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Be thankful for the difficult times.
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<p style="text-align: center;">Be thankful for the difficult times.<br />
During those times you grow.<br />
Be thankful for your limitations,<br />
because they give you opportunities for improvement.<br />
Be thankful for each new challenge,<br />
because it will build your strength and character.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons.<br />
Be thankful when you&#8217;re tired and weary,<br />
because it means you&#8217;ve made a difference.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">It&#8217;s easy to be thankful for the good things.<br />
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who<br />
are also thankful for the setbacks.<br />
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.<br />
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,<br />
and they can become your blessings.</p>
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<p>It is a little long &#8211; but it goes by quickly. It holds my attention everytime I see it. It has humor, love and shows you just how we affect the people around us. <strong><em>ENJOY<br />
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<p>I love this video because it truly shows how we can affect other peoples lifes.</p>
<p>One thing that my family has done since seeing this video is taking time out of every day, to compliment each other. As humans we so often compliment co-workers and strangers but rarely our family &#8211; why is that?</p>
<p>I hope you enjoy the video and get as much out of it as I did and remember &#8230;.</p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;"><em>YOU ARE GREAT!!!!!!</em></h3>
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		<title>Your Bank Of Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 04:14:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Time Management]]></category>

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			Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with 86,400. 
It carries over no balance from day to day. 
Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. 
What would you do?
Draw out every cent, of course!!!!
Each of us has such a bank. Its name is [...]]]></description>
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<p>It carries over no balance from day to day. </p>
<p>Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. </p>
<p>What would you do?<br />
Draw out every cent, of course!!!!</p>
<p>Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME.<br />
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.<br />
Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.<br />
It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.<br />
Each day it opens a new account for you.<br />
Each night it burns the remains of the day.<br />
If you fail to use the day&#8217;s deposits, the loss is yours.<br />
There is no going back.<br />
There is no drawing against the &#8220;tomorrow&#8221;.<br />
You must live in the present on today&#8217;s deposits.<br />
Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness, and success!</p>
<p>The clock is running.<br />
Make the most of today.<br />
To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.<br />
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a pre-mature baby.</p>
<p>To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.<br />
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.<br />
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.<br />
To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.<br />
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.</p>
<p>Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time.</p>
<p>And remember that time waits for no one.<br />
Yesterday is history<br />
Tomorrow is mystery<br />
Today is a gift<br />
That&#8217;s why it&#8217;s called the present!!</p>
<p><em>Author Unknown</em></p>
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