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Lynette Seet
A chocolate lover a camera/photography enthusiast a self-proclaimed sports lover one who wants a trip around the world in 80 days; PARIS ♥ one who is willing to give, more than what she would get 
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It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
Flora was a carnivorous plant, but truly in the meat-eating sense. She lived in a supermarket, next to her friend Porky the butcher's counter. Porky treated her with great affection and attention, and always had some morsel of meat to give her at the end of each day. But one day, Flora didn't get her ration of meat. Nor the next day, and she got so worried that she decided to spy on Porky.
What she found out was that he wasn't giving her anything because he was putting lots of big slabs of meat in a big yellow box. Pretending not to know anything about it, Flora asked Porky if she could have a little of the food kept in the yellow box. He responded very severely that she could not, and added,
"Don't even think about it, Flora! Don't ever think about touching the meat in that box".
The plant felt hurt, as well as hungry, and she couldn't stop wondering who Porky was keeping all that delicious-looking meat for. With her negative thoughts she was filling up with anger. That very night, when the shop was empty, she went over to the box, opened it, and ate that meat until her belly ached...
The next morning, when Porky arrived and discovered the theft, Flora felt terrible. He asked her several times whether she had taken the meat. At first she denied it, but seeing Porky's worry and nerves she decided to confess.
"What have you done? You reckless thing!" Porky exploded, "I told you not to touch it! All that meat was poisoned!! That's why I haven't been able to give you anything for days. They sent us a spoiled delivery..."
Without delay, they found a Pharmabotanovet, with a Greenhouse-hospital, who managed to save Flora's life. She was already feeling great pain in her roots, and her leaves were changing colour. The shock hit everyone hard, but at least Flora learnt to stick to the rules set by those who most love us. That's much safer than just doing whatever you want.
We say 'take care' or 'don't drive too fast' or 'be good.' But really, these are just other ways of saying 'I love you,' 'you are important to me,' 'I care what happens to you,' 'I don't want you to get hurt.' We are sometimes very strange people. The only thing we want to say, and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don't say. And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean. And many times the meaning never gets communicated at all and the other person is left feeling unloved and unwanted. Therefore, we have to LISTEN FOR LOVE in the words that people are saying to us. Sometimes the explicit words are necessary, but more often, the manner of saying things is even more important. A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed insincerely. An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different. Any expression of a person's concern for another says I love you. Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel. Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains. But it is often there, beneath the surface. A mother may nag her son constantly about his grades or cleaning his room. The son may hear only the nagging, but if he listens carefully, he will hear the love underneath the nagging. His mother wants him to do well, to be successful. Her concern and love for her son unfortunately emerge in her nagging. But it is love all the same. A daughter comes home way past her curfew, and her father confronts her with angry words. The daughter may hear only the anger, but if she listen carefully, she will hear the love under the anger. "I was worried about you," the father is saying. 'Because I care about you and I love you. You are important to me.' We say I love you in many ways - with birthday gifts, and little notes, with smiles and sometimes with tears. Sometimes we show our love by just keeping quiet and not saying a word, at other times by speaking out, even brusquely. We show our love sometimes by impulsiveness. Many times we have to show our love by forgiving someone who has not listened to the love we have tried to express. The problem in listening for love is that we don't always understand the language of love which the other person is using. A girl may use tears or emotions to say what she wants to say, and her boyfriend may not understand her because he expects her to be talking his language. Thus, we have to force ourselves to really listen for love. The problem with our world is that people rarely listen to each other. They hear the words, but they don't listen to the actions that accompany the words or the expression on the face. Or people listen only for rejection or misunderstanding. They do not see the love that is there just beneath the surface, even if the words are angry. We have to listen for love in those around us. If we listen intently we will discover that we are a lot more loved than we realize. Listen for love and we will find that the world is a very loving place, after all. LOVE is a happy thing. It makes us laugh. It makes us sing. It makes us sad. It makes us cry. It makes us seek the reason why. It makes us take. It makes us give. Above all else it makes us LIVE. It is not the presence or absence of people that makes the difference because a person need not be lonely even if he is alone. Sometimes it is good to be alone. But that does not make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present WITH someone. It is a matter of being present TO someone. So remember...If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean. Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets. Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway. |