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I've been depressed the last three or four weeks. I'm so sick of being an inactive person, not living up to my dreams. I was in voluntary group therapy a few years ago. Tonight I was looking at all the handouts and worksheets I did while in the class. I've not opened up this thick folder since I stopped group therapy. I opened it up tonight and on the first page I see three things that describe my life to a T - Things that diminish self-respect over the long term: 1. Giving in for the... Read More
Time is a precious commodity. Whether we are married, single, widowed, divorced, or single parents, there are things in all of our lives that can put great demands on our time. No single station in life dictates that one person is any busier than another. By the same token, just because a person's station in life is not comparable to that of another, it does not suggest that that person just sits idle with nothing to do; neither does it offer up his time for others to take for grant... Read More
Be grateful to people whom we can love for they will make us happy; they are the cheerful cultivators who can make our souls blossom. Blessings, Gar Choose to See Others as God Sees Them
When we choose to treat others with kindness and Respect we are showing God how much we love Him.
Nearly 2,000 years ago, the Lord explained this... Read More
This story always brings a tear to my eye. My mother is experiencing similar circumstances. There are several other residents with my mother who are very sweet to be around. I would, if they'd let me, stay there all the time. Being around these elderly angels is very special. Gar Christ-like Story of Love by Thomas S. Monson, "A Doorway Called Love," Ensign, Nov. 1987, 66 [br... Read More
The moments in your life that stand out the most, the times when you have really lived, are the moments when you've done things in a spirit of love." I saw Mom today at the nursing facility. As I walked through the front door, I saw her crying her eyes out as she sat by herself in a comfortable lounge chair. I sat by her until she stopped and then she asked where I was hiding. She demanded I get her out of the home and take her to her real home. I had to tell her th... Read More
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