What Love Needs...

Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all the others, including love.

One day it was announced to all the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. Hence, all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, Love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help.

Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?" 

Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere."

Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. 

Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please." 

"I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." 

Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. 

Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you." 

Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be alone now." 

Then, Love saw Happiness. 

Love cried out, " Happiness, please take me with you." 

But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry.

Then, she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will take you with me."

It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder.

Love then found Knowledge and asked, "Who was it that helped me?" 

"It was Time", Knowledge answered. 

"But why did Time help me when no one else would?", Love asked.

Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, 

"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."

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The Guardian Angel

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by. She never tried to speak. She never said a word. Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.

The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress. It was grotesquely shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her. Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly.

She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk. I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello"; The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty. I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm different"; I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know." "Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent."

She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?" "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all people walking by." She nodded her head yes, and smiled.

With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said "I am. I'm your Guardian Angel," with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things."

She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done;" I got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?"

She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You are the only one that could see me," and then she was gone.

And with that, my life was changed dramatically.

'You have a purpose, you have a reason you were put on this earth, you've got to be the person God wants you to be.' ... DBP Admin <3 <3 <3

HAPPY 2ND MONTHSARY TOPHER <3 ROSE

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out...TOPHEROSE <3 <3 <3

from your DBP Family we wish you both more monthsary to come!!! best wish!!! hugs & kisses <mwahhh>

In Memory of Lola ....

Extending deep and heartfelt sympathy To your family Kempoy…

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."  John 3:16

sadess truth

Yesterday was my turn for my duties, I spent 20 minutes walking along the second floor walkway, but when I reached there was no one, I’m really too slow. I was depressed, If I exceeded the time I can just call anyone, but still I cant help but cry again.

My movements are 1 time slower than a normal person. It’s impossible to plan ahead of my time no matter how hard I try. And I spend too much time on daily routines This stuffs are not using just time

I really hate the daily duties, but for the sake of adapting to the group environment, this is something I can’t avoid. I always so slow, no matter how hard I try I’m always slower than the others.

“Please forgive me,I will endure all the pain and challenge…” God, please tell me. When will all this end? This always in the end makes me even weaker.
If my body can be more active, I will be more than happy But as I couldn’t control my movements well, I can only scold in my mind “I detest it!” But my mouth just couldn’t say it, and everyone just left.

Returning back to the room, I couldn’t help but burst out crying. I called my cousin , hope she can come over and visit me. Because I want her to know how hard working I am to survive. Cousin and I are childhood buddies; we always share the same bed. During the school vacation, we would go to each other’s house for vacation.

Today I fall again and hurt myself, and I cried again. I should be stronger. It could be due to the morning my actions are too rushed or my feelings too rushing. I tell myself to bring my leg forward but in the end it didn’t follow my commands. Thus, my body fell, I wanted to bring out my hand and blocked, but I can’t and bang….

Yar! When one day I  finally completely bed-ridden, I can lie at the bed and watch the sky.  Even though tears are falling out….” Yes!  That’s the feeling. I fell asleep for an hour, and woke up refresh and  I sat at the toilet bowl thinking the answer and finally concluded. I am getting slower than usual.

My mood was feeling really depressed that I don’t want to live up my head. My condition is getting worse… because mum’s white hair seems to start appearing more and more…

It is natural to see friends besides you .But for me.. I rather want to be alone, Is this a correct choice to choose where I am now? Sometimes watching kids playing… Really makes me feel scary and lost.