that takes up so little space, but holds so much meaning. What will you do with your dash? Will your dash be one of accomplishment, of success, of compassion, of love, of happiness? I wish you more than enough of all of these things to make up your dash. I heard a short story recently that I think seems appropriate to share. At an airport a father and daughter were saying good-bye to one another. "I love you, I wish you enough." The father said. She said, "Daddy, our life together has
what a critical, sharp-eyed observer, and perceptive lover she is as a good wife. It may be worth citing here the qualities which impressed my pragmatic wife. I may also suggest those qualities to be the 'ten commandments' of a successful husband. One: I am a ?full time husband? when I am with her My wife understands that I am a very busy man, involved in my own work as an accountant, and as a voluntary social activist devoting a substantial amount of time in dealing with social issues in the local
The Ideal Woman Henry David Hwang’s M. Butterfly highlights the stereotypical woman and draws a picture of the “perfect woman.” The perfect woman’s character traits include submissiveness, passiveness, modesty, beauty, dislike for sex, gentleness, and quietness, according to Hwang’s characters. These traits are shown in Song, labeling her as a perfect woman. The reader later finds out that Song is not a woman at all; she is a man. This challenges the image of the ideal woman. All of the female
back to the days where your eyes beheld me as the most beautiful woman you had ever seen, when your heart felt more alive in my presence, when the thought of me kept you warm on a cold night. I still feel that way about you. I know that I am the one to blame for letting us die and for letting you down. I know that I messed up, the things that I did were wrong, and I wish that there were something that I could do to go back in time and undo them. I know what it's like to be hurt the way that I hurt
the spark and hope. I would remind us for a lifetime as something that happened and not forgotten. Months ago, we decided to give love a try. However, we both were single and not quite planning on sharing feelings, personal biography, issues, our past, and who we were at that time with anyone. Two different worlds just collide in one night. We both had a coupl...
I don't know what to do anymore. She's ruining me, and I am absolutely, one hundred percent okay with it. The only thing I ever think about anymore, is Sage. Her. With those brown doe eyes, and those naturally pink lips that always felt like heaven against mine. Her, with the pale skin and dark clothes. Her. I take another sip of my Coke; another long drag of my cigarette,. Feelings suck. "Hey. I got your message." Sage chirps in a slightly strange, bright voice. She licks her lips, before sliding
week before. I turned the picture around to see writing on it. Elizabeth, A picture is worth a thousand words. I love you. I was an even bigger mess after reading that. He died happy, he died loved. And so here I am 9 years later, working as one of the top surgical doctors in New York, specializing in cancer, and helping cancer patients. After Andrew died I was determined to find a cure for his cancer, and so I did. I did it for him. Cancer took his body but his soul is still with me. I also
The two decide to head to the Frost Forest, figuring Periwinkle was likely to be there at the current time. Arriving, the two run into Gliss and Spike, literally. A snowball whizzes pass Tinker Bell's face, hearing the energetic Frost Fairies voice declare, “Missed me!” Tinker Bell turns to face the direction the snowball came from at the same time Spike is heard declaring... “Watch out!” Tinker Bell has just enough time to see a giggling Gliss speeding towards her, who looks ahead from Spike's
“Morgan I would love it if you came with me. It would be so much fun. When the program is over, we can hang out with Gram or maybe we could take her out for a bite to eat.’ That was the best that I could come up with to stop her from going to the women’s meeting without me. Morgan looked at me and I could tell she was tempted. I was hoping she would come with me. Morgan took a few moments to think and then she said, “Well Mama I want to go to the women’s meeting. I want to see what it is like.
Friday afternoon Mike Webster called me out of the blue and simply implored that I accompany him at Blue Lounge’s happy hour. I obliged, for I had no plans for that night, not for lack of alternatives, but for a recent lack of enthusiasm for the usual frivolity of LA’s nightlife. Mike sounded so determined over the phone, which was wholly unlike the Mike I knew from University, that I simply had to take his invitation seriously. So, while Jay and Izzy were getting complimentary lap dances at the
our own heads. Everything we’ve ever dreamed, in one way or another, has been dreamed before. The people, the characters, the names, the faces. All of the colors, locations, feelings, and shapes have all been in the thoughts of another dreamer. That dream you once had, where that guy is chasing you down a long and dark hallway has been dreamed by someone else before. That guy has been chasing people for centuries. And that other dream you had, the one where you’re falling and falling and you jolt
depicts for us. Disney movies such as Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White all follow the standard plot of a beautiful girl and a handsome young man falling in love without any complexity to their relationship. Their newly discovered love for one another forms quite simply throughout the movie and then they live happily ever after. As we mature, our innocence fades and the naïve perception of love slowly begins to be disassembled as we are brought into reality. Simply observing our own parents’
my soul that I just don't care. I'm in a constant battle with myself. I assume everyone likes me and that everyone hates me. And if that doesn't make me crazy, then I think I just don't deserve this good life, but is my life good? I believe that no one else in this big world feels what I feel. Could it be that there is another awkwardly tall 15 year old with good looks (at least I think I look good). That is shy and blushes all the time. NO there can't be. If there was, then how come I haven't found
Love Never Dies Love is the most beautiful thing in the world. I’ve heard people say true love can’t be real if it happens quickly. I beg to differ. When I met Peter, I was a happy young lady, without a care, shopping in a grocery store. Peter looked at me. I looked at Peter; and that’s when we fell in love. The adversities we had went through were painful; yet we toughed it out. Through sickness, forbidden love, and death, Peter and I were side by side. My motives to die are all written in these
My greatest fear has always been losing those I love. Throughout the years I have lost so many people. I have been through so much in my life and my messed up past has built who I am today. Not to long ago I thought I would never find that one person who would love me no matter what. I never thought I would find that person who could make me a better person. Someone to challenge me on a daily basis, someone that makes me passionate about life again. That lifelong companion that will be there for
Acknowledgment Acknowledgment is the most beautiful page in any project’s pages. More than a formality, this appears to me the best opportunity to express my gratitude. My list can never begin without you, GOD. Next thanks to all my teachers, friends without their conviction I would not have been done my internship. I also say special thanks to my H.O.D – Mrs. Pooja Verma Ma’am. Also thanks to my faculty guide Ms’ Swati Pant Ma’am who help in making this file and also gives guidance during internship
Int. Treasure Chest - day Kelli is cleaning the counters at the treasure chest. Her phone rings and she answers it. kelli ACME Anvils, how can I help you? Cut to: Ext. School - day Cori is walking while talking on her phone. cori Hey Kelli. Do you mind if I bring some of the theatre cast over this afternoon? We're in Hell Week for Midsummer Night's Dream and we wanted to get some extra practice in before rehearsal tonight. cut to: Int. Treasure Chest - day kELLI Sure, no problem. cut to: ext. school
Somehow he felt that something was going to happen, maybe all of it was just a wish to change his life, no one would know that, only stars and the moon could predict the future and they were “laughing” at him seeing him struggling. He was looking far away in this big tunnel of darkness, trying to find out something new, trying to see her, the woman of his dreams. He closed his eyes just for one moment, and his mind flew away somewhere very far, somewhere he was dreaming to be. In this moment he
is the type of thing that would be great to have in our society but I don’t believe that it exists too much anymore in the world today. Let me break down here some of the chivalry rules compared with the actions of the people of the current world. One rule of chivalry is that you have to honor and respect women. Back in the days of King Arthur this was carried out greatly but if you look at the lack of respect given to women today you see that this rule of chivalry no longer exists. Women’s right
stay connected with families. The teddy bear is a great way to comfort military kids because it allows them to hear their loved ones whenever they are feeling down, it is a way to give them hope. In the commercial, it is seen that when the little girl gets hope when she hears her dads voice. The commercial also shows how our culture uses video chats to see and hear loved ones who are away on military duty. This is an alternative way to keep a family member on duty close, because if gives individuals