Oh Mike, what am I going to do with you? You have got to stop sending such things to your entire address book or risk getting in to a lot of trouble. This is so far off topic that I can't even put it in to words, please be more careful in the future if you want to remain on these lists. David Ferrin www.jaws-users.com ----- Original Message ----- From: "Mike & Barbara" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: "jaws-users-list" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Sunday, May 11, 2008 1:02 AM Subject: [BlindHandyMan] A Tribute to MOMS!
> MAMA/MOMMY/MOTHER/MOM > > This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece please > > read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in > > leisure...do not hurry....this is a treasure... > > > > For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, > > this is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is > > even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this. > > > > The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long way?" > she asked. And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will > be > > old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the > beginning." > > > > But the young mother was happy, and she would not > > believe that anything could be better than these years. So she > > played with her children, and gathered flowers for > > them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and > > the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, > > "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this." > > > > Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was > > dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother > > drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, > > "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come." > > > > And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and > > the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. > > But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are > there." > > So the children climbed, and when they reached the top > > they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you." > > > > And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up > > at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my > > children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave > them courage > > Today, I 've given them strength." > > > > And the next day came strange clouds which darkened > > the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped > > and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. > > " And the children looked and saw above the clouds > > an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the > > darkness. And that night the Mother said, > > "This is the best day of all, for > > I have shown my children God" > > > > And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and > > the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. > > But her children were tall and strong, and walked with > > courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, > > for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill, > > and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide And > > mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the > end > > is better than the beginning, for my children can > > walk alone, and their children after them." > > > > And the children said, "You will always walk with us, > > Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." > > And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates > > closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her > > but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She > > is a living presence......." > > > > Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisper > > of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach > > in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand > > on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives > > inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. > > She's the place you came from, your first home; and > > she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love > > and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can > > separate you. > > > > Not time, not space... not even death! > > > > PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MOTHERS & CHILDREN YOU KNOW. > > MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED... > > > > Pass it on to the men too because they have mothers too > > Block quote end > > > > > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] > > > ------------------------------------ > > To listen to the show archives go to link > http://www.acbradio.org/pweb/index.php?module=pagemaster&PAGE_user_op=view_page&PAGE_id=33&MMN_position=47:29 > Or > ftp://ftp.acbradio.org/acbradio-archives/handyman/ > > The Pod Cast address for the Blind Handy Man Show is. > http://www.acbradio.org/news/xml/podcast.php?pgm=saturday > > Visit The Blind Handy Man Files Page To Review Contributions From Various > List Members At The Following address: > http://www.jaws-users.com/JAWS/handyman/ > > Visit the archives page at the following address > http://www.mail-archive.com/[email protected]/ > > If you would like to join the JAWS Users List, then visit the following > address for more information: > http://www.jaws-users.com/ > For a complete list of email commands pertaining to the Blind Handy Man > list just send a blank message to: > [EMAIL PROTECTED] Groups Links > > >
