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  • WHAT SHOULD I DO AT 42? hahahahhahah

    QUESTION.....

    ......................WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST ONE SHOULD DO WHEN THERE 42?.......hey FEEL FREE TO...SAY WHAT YOU THINK ...DON'T HOLD BACK!....MARIA...X...... :)

  • SANCTUARY!

    WAS JUST INTERESTED TO KNOW WHERE OR WHAT IS SANCTUARY TO YOU ?..........

    DON'T BE SHY TO WRITE A ANSWER....MARIA :) :)

  • IS BEING HAPPY A CHOICE ?

    We all desire to be happy and at peace. Too often we believe that if some event happens, then we'll be happy or at peace. We base our future happiness on things and conditions. For example we say to ourselves "I will be happy when the kids move out" or I will be happy when I win the lottery" and other similar conditions. The problem is that as soon as you gain what you seek, you soon become disappointed, disillusioned and dissatisfied again. You probably won't even know why. It's because you have attached conditions to your happiness and peace.

    Thoughts are things, and your thoughts cause your actions that in turn result in what you are. No one and nothing can make you happy or at peace. You do not receive happiness and peacefulness from someone or something else.

    Happiness and peace come from inside. You are responsible for yourself. You must make the blatant choice to be happy. You either are, or you're not. You decide to be happy, and you decide to be at peace.

    There are situations that arise from time to time that will test our resolve to be happy. Cars won't run, children misbehave, co-workers don't do their jobs, and so on. If you have made the choice to be happy you do not have to react with anger or other non-happy emotions to outside situations. You are in control of yourself, so you decide on how you feel.

    There was a game I played with my kids when they were younger, we called each other names. The rules were simple you could not repeat a name that anyone else had said. So I would start out and say "Well, you're a fence", and then my son would reply "Oh yea, you are a window", and my daughter would go "Oh yea, you are a cheeseburger" and so on. We called each other everything from ants to zebras and anchovie to zesty pepperoni. Nobody got their feelings hurt because we knew we were not really a sidewalk, or a French fry.

    I did not write this , but i do agree with what is said within .......SO MAKE YOUR CHOICE TODAY !

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