This blog will hopefully inspire you, warm your heart, make you smile and feel positive.

It was a bitter cold evening. The old man’s beard was glazed by winter’s frost while he waited for a ride across the river. The wait seemed endless. His body became numb and stiff from the frigid north wind.

He heard the faint, steady rhythm of approaching hooves galloping along the frozen path. Anxiously, he watched as several horsemen rounded the bend. He let the first one pass by without an effort to get his attention. Then another passed by, and another. Finally, the last rider neared the spot where the old man sat. As this one drew near, the old man caught the rider’s eye and said, “Sir, would you mind giving me a ride to the other side? There doesn’t appear to be a passageway by foot.”

Reining his horse, the rider replied, “Sure. Hop aboard.” Seeing the old man was unable to lift his half-frozen body from the ground, the horseman dismounted and helped the old man onto the horse. The horseman took the old man not just across the river, but to his destination, which was just a few miles away.

As they neared the tiny cottage, the horseman’s curiosity caused him to inquire, “Sir, I notice that you let several other riders pass by without making an effort to secure a ride. Then I came up and you immediately asked me for a ride. I’m curious why, on such a cold winter night, you would wait and ask the last rider. What if I had refused and left you there?”

The old man lowered himself slowly down from the horse, looked the rider straight in the eyes, and replied, “I’ve been around here for some time. I reckon I know people pretty good.” He continued, “I looked into the eyes of the other riders and immediately saw there was no concern for my situation. It would have been useless even to ask them for a ride. But when I looked into your eyes, kindness and compassion were evident. I knew, then and there, that your gentle spirit would welcome the opportunity to give me assistance in my time of need.”

Those heart-warming comments touched the horseman deeply. “I’m most grateful for what you have said,” he told the old man. “May I never get too busy in my own affairs that I fail to respond to the needs of others with kindness and compassion.”

With that, Thomas Jefferson, the President, turned his horse around and made his way back to the White House.

Best Divorce Letter


Dear X,

I’ve been thinking a lot about this and I decided to tell you we need to part ways. Although I was a great husband to you for the past 7 years, you never showed me your love. I’ve been feeling miserable, especially the past 2 weeks. The last nail in the coffin was struck today, when your boss called me that you quit your job. Also, you didn’t even notice my new haircut last week, I tried to get your attention by cooking your favorite meal and I even bought a new pair of boxers, which weren’t cheap. You didn’t even turn to me, just ate quickly and went to watch your soap operas. You don’t even tell me you love me anymore. I suspect you’re cheating, or you simply don’t love me. I don’t care anymore, I’m leaving you.

P.S. I’m in a relationship with your sister now, and we’re going to live in West Virginia, so don’t try to find me anymore. I hope u have an amazing life!

Your now Ex-Husband

Dear Y,

I’ve had luck lately, but nothing made me happier than your letter. We’ve been married for 7 years and you were a good husband, however not as you used to be. I’m watching those soap operas because I’m choked by your constant nagging, but they don’t help much. And yes, I noticed your haircut last week, but you looked so ridiculous I didn’t want to say anything. Also, pork is my sister’s favorite meal, not mine, I stopped eating it almost 7 years ago, so you probably confused me. Oh, and she borrowed $50 from me the same day you wore those $49.99 boxers, so I knew what’s up.

However, knowing all this, I still loved you and wanted to make things work. So, I quit my job just because I won a 10-million lottery, and wanted to surprise you with two tickets to a holiday in Jamaica, but you weren’t here when I got home. Also, thanks a lot for the letter, since my lawyer said it’s an evidence and you won’t get $1 from those money. So, I hope you have an amazing life as well!

Your now Ex-Wife, richer than ever!

P.S. I think it’s a shame you will hear it from me, but my sister Carla is actually a male-to-female transgender named Carl. I hope it won’t affect your beautiful relationship!


A farm kid joins the Marines and writes the following letter home.

Dear Ma and Pa,

I am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled.

I was restless at first because you get to stay in bed till nearly 5 a.m. But I am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.

Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there’s warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food, but tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food, plus yours, holds you until noon when you get fed again. It’s no wonder these city boys can’t walk much.

We go on “route marches” which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it’s not my place to tell him different. A “route march” is about as far as to our mailbox at home. Then the city guys get sore feet and we all ride back in trucks.

The sergeant is like a school teacher. He nags a lot. The Captain is like the school board. Majors and colonels just ride around and frown. They don’t bother you none.

This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don’t know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don’t move, and it ain’t shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don’t even load your own cartridges. They come in boxes.

Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain’t like fighting with that ole bull at home. I’m about the best they got in this except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. I only beat him once. He joined up the same time as me, but I’m only 5’6″ and 130 pounds and he’s 6’8″ and near 300 pounds dry.

Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,

Fifteen Cents

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?”

“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it. “How much is a dish of plain ice cream?” he inquired.

Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she said brusquely.

The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table, and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were fifteen cents – her tip.

Self Appraisal

A little boy went into a drug store, asked the store-owner for a change to use the phone in the store.

The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation.

Boy:  “Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?”

Woman (at the other end of the phone): “I already have someone to cut my lawn.”

Boy: “Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now.”

Woman: “I’m very satisfied with the person who is presently cutting my lawn.”

Boy (with more perseverance): “Lady, I’ll even sweep your house and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in town.”

Woman: “No, thank you.”

With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver. The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy.

Store-owner: “Son … I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job.”

Boy: “No thanks.”

Store Owner: “But you were just pleading for one.”

Boy: “No Sir, I was just checking my performance at the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to.”

Utilize Every Moment


Waiting in line or waiting at all for anything can seem like a drag. Rather than painfully watching every precious minute slide by, you can turn wait times into a blessing by accomplishing small tasks, like replying to a quick e-mail, sending out an important message while serving the time, or even read a page of your e-book. Technology has made everything and anything accessible with its myriad of mobile devices; instead of getting wrapped up in social media while waiting in line or commuting on public transport, take advantage of the advent of technology by ticking things off your To Do list instead.

The 2-Minute Rule was coined by David Allen in his book “Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity”. It goes by the principle that if a task can be completed within 2 minutes, then instead of putting it off, do it then and there. It is surprising how much we can achieve in 2 minutes that we actually tend to put off. For example, unsubscribing from a newsletter that we might not want to receive in the future, is so easy to put off for later. What we fail to realize is the later the task is accomplished, the more junk e-mail we end up having to use our precious time to delete. Living by the 2-Minute Rule not only avoids procrastination, but ensures that every minute counts and our actions don’t come back to bite us in the future.

We need to invest time to save time. In other words, to save future time, we might have to invest time picking up on tips and cues in the present. Purposely going the extra mile to seek a shorter route with less traffic to work may require more time at first, but imagine how much time in the future you will be saving by doing so. When we are so used to our own way, it is easy to become complacent with exploration, which in turn stunts our ability to shave off the extra minutes from our usual day to day tasks. Turn being curious into an investment and you might just discover tricks to earn you some extra time moving forward.

How a Blind Girl Sees

Whit is a professional magician and he was hired by a restaurant to perform each evening for the patrons as they ate their dinners.

This evening, Whit walked up to a family, pulled out a deck of cards and began performing. Turning to a young girl sitting at the table, he asked her to select a card. The girl’s father informed him that Wendy, his daughter, was blind.

“That’s fine,” Whit replied, turned to the girl and said, “Wendy, would you like to help me with a trick?”

Being a little shy, she shrugged her shoulders and said, “Okay.”

Whit took a seat across from her at the table and said, “I’m going to hold up a playing card, Wendy, and it’s going to be one of two colors, either red or black. What I want you to do is use your psychic powers and tell me what color the card is, red or black. You got it?” Wendy nodded.

Whit held up a king of clubs and said, “Wendy, is this a red card or a black card?”

After a moment, the blind girl replied, “Black.” Her family smiled and thought that it was a lucky guess.

Whit then held up a seven of hearts and said, “Is this a red card or a black card?”

Wendy said, “Red.”

Then Whit held up a third card, three of diamonds, “Red or black?”

Without hesitation, Wendy said, “Red!” Her family giggled nervously. Whit went through three more cards and Wendy got all three right. Her family couldn’t believe how lucky she was.

On the seventh card, Whit held up a five of hearts and said, “Wendy, I want you to tell everyone the value and suit of this card … whether it’s a heart, diamond, club or spade.”

After a moment, Wendy replied confidently, “It’s the five of hearts.” Her family let out a gasp; they were stunned! Her father asked Whit whether he was doing some kind of trick. Whit replied, “You’ll have to ask Wendy.”

Wendy smiled and said, “It’s magic!” Whit shook hands with the family and gave Wendy a hug, left his business card and said goodbye. He had clearly created a magical moment that the family would never forget.

A few months later, Whit received a package from Wendy. It contained a deck of Braille playing cards, along with a letter:

Thanks for making me feel so special and helping me to “see” for just a few moments that night. I still hadn’t told my family how I did the trick, even though they kept asking me. I want to give you this deck of Braille cards so that you can come up with more tricks for blind people.

So how did Wendy do the trick? She had never met Whit before that moment in the restaurant, he could not tell her in advance and it was impossible for her to see the color and value of the cards.

Whit had communicated information to Wendy using a foot code. When he sat down across from Wendy and said, “I’m going to hold up a playing card, Wendy, and it’s going to be one of the two colors, either red or black,” he tapped her foot underneath the table once when he said the word “red” and twice when he said “black”. When he held up a red card, he just tapped her foot once and when it was a black card, he tapped her foot twice. So Wendy knew the color of the cards.

For the five of hearts, Whit tapped her foot five times to let her know it was a five. When he asked her whether the card was a heart, spade, club or diamond, he let her know the suit by tapping her foot as he said the word “heart”.

The real magic of this is the effect it had on Wendy. It gave her a chance to shine for a moment and made her a star in front of her family, when they told their friends about the amazing “psychic” experience.