Come What May...: A Valentine's Day Surprise

When I woke up this morning, I found a big pan of toffee and two handmade cards on the counter in the kitchen. Isn't that sweet?

Rinar, Raef, and Zach woke up in the middle of the night to make the toffee for me. It is really yummy.

Also, Raef made me the sweetest little card and I just love it. On the front there is the word "Mom" with a heart and arrow going through it.

Then when I opened up the card, this is what I saw...

"Your the best mom ever", "I love you mom", "I love your cooking", and "thank you for making school boxes".

He is the sweetest little boy a Mom could ever hope to have.

Psalm of Life

TELL me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream ! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real ! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal ;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way ;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle !
Be a hero in the strife !
Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant !
Let the dead Past bury its dead !
Act,— act in the living Present !
Heart within, and God o'erhead !
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time ;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate ;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
-Henry Wordsworth Longfellow

Come What May...

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

A Valentine's Day Surprise

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