Fifty Missing Pages 剩下的50页不见了 He needed to study for a test. He went online to order a book. He went to the publisher's website. He found the book he needed to study. It was 240 pages. It was $59. Shipping1 was $6. He could order the bo...
Most of us long for relationships in which we are loved and accepted just the way we are. Our hearts' desire is to give and receive love in relationships that make us feel that even if others disagree with what we do or say, they still love us. They...
On my way home from coaching basketball yesterday, I was listening to WGN, my favorite talk radio station out of Chicago. I could tell right away that there was something wrong by the somber（忧郁的） mood of the speaker. There had been a plane...
I will greet this day with love in my heart. And how will I do this? Henceforth will I look on all things with love and I will be born again. I will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love t...
I will live this day as if it is my last. And what shall I do with this last precious day which remains in my keeping? First, I will seal up its container of life so that not one drop spills itself upon the sand. I will waste not a moment mourning ye...
Today I begin a new life. Today I shed my old skin, which has too long suffered the bruise s（擦伤） of failure and the wounds of mediocrity（平庸） . Today I am born anew and my birthplace is a vineyard where there is fruit for all. Today I...
I like to think that a bit of her laughter, sense of wonder and fun travels with them and that any tears or sadness are long since washed away. I moved from Chicago to Brooklyn in July of 2004, just in time to watch my mother die. That wasn't why I m...
A man and his girlfriend were married. It was a large celebration. All of their friends and family came to see the lovely ceremony and to partake（分享，参与） of the festivities and celebrations. All had a wonderful time. The bride was gorgeo...
Tucked away in our subconscious（潜意识的） is an idyllic（牧歌的） vision. We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent. We are traveling by train. Out the windows, we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of...
We are reading the first verse of the first chapter of a book whose pages are infinite--- I do not know who wrote those words, but I have always liked them as a reminder that the future can be anything we want to make it. We can take the mysterious,...
