LOVE...
whatever we say to ourselves, or others, the one most precious gift we have is the ability to love. Second to that, is being loved. Of course, these points are like a happy pair, one leads to the other, and can't exist without one another.
The extreme happiness that comes to mind is moments when we have been overcome with a sense of love. We discover the joy of loving, and the wonderful joy of being loved.
Two children joined prep school on the same day. Their parents settled them into the class and said goodbye. Perhaps, being busy parents, they had no idea of the trauma inflicted on the poor little waifs, abandoned in a room with a dozen or so other children. What to do?
One of them, a little girl went up to the other, a little boy... "Can I be your friend?" He stared at her, then said, "Okay." They sat down together and began to chat.
Later in the day, when the little girl's mum came to fetch her, she introduced the little boy, "This is my new friend, Jimmy. I asked if he would be my friend and he said yes."
How simple life could be, when we forget to be grown up, and act just like children would.






