She Discovered This Poem Her Mom Had Written To Her Army Dad, Titled “But You Didn’t”.
This seriously made me cry… was not expecting that.
Remember the day, I borrowed your brand new car and dented it?
I thought you’d kill me,
But you didn’t.
Remember the day, I vomited strawberry pie all over your new carpet?
I thought you’d hate me,
But you didn’t.
Remember that day, I dragged you to the beach, and it really was raining as you said it would?
I thought you’d say, “I told you so!”,
But you didn’t.
Remember that day, I ﬂirted with all the guys to make you jealous, and you really get jealous?
I thought you’d leave me,
But you didn’t.
Remember that day, I forgot to tell you that dance was a formal wear, and you ended up wearing jeans?
I thought you’d abandon me,
But you didn’t.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn’t do,
but you put up with me,
There were lots and lots of things I wanted to make up to you, when you returned from Vietnam,
But you didn’t.
The author of this ‘heart-breaking’ poem was an ordinary American woman, whose husband was drafted into the army and went to the battleﬁelds of Vietnam when their daughter was four years old. From that point on, she and daughter only had each other.
Later, her husband died on the battleﬁeld. She was widowed until she died of old age.
When her daughter was organizing her remains, she discovered this poem her mother had written to her father back then, titled “But you didn’t”.
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I grew up with practical, common sense, parents. A mother who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen before they had a name for it. A father who was happier getting old shoes ﬁxed than buying new ones.
Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for ﬁxing things. A curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress, the repair of the car .Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, eating, renewing. I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant afﬂuence. Throwing things away meant you knew there’d always be more.
But then my mother and dad died, and on that clear summer’s day, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn’t any more.
Sometimes, what or who we care about most, gets all used up and goes away…never to return.. So… While we have it….. it’s best we love it…. And care for it.. And ﬁx it when it’s broken And heal it when it’s sick.
This is true.- For marriage And old cars….. And children with bad report cards…. And dogs with bad hips…. And aging parents And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep; like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life really important, like children and people we know who are special, even though sometimes we act as though they don’t exist but they do….they do. And so, we must and should always keep them close!
I’ve sent this to the people I think of as keepers… Now it’s your turn to send this to those people that are “keepers” in your life. Family and good friends are like stars….
You don’t always see them, you don’t always agree with them, but you know they are always there….until they’re not!I! So while there is still time, let us all remember to keep these special people close!
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That she is not, nor will she ever be, that one piece that makes my life complete.
I spent my entire young life feeling worthless and like I was lacking something. I jumped from relationship to relationship hoping to find the person that could love me perfectly and make my life complete. For a while I thought my wife would be that person, and then for a while I thought she could change to become that person.
But she won’t. And she can’t. She is flawed just like every other person. She has her own needs and issues. She loves me the best that she can, and she works hard at it, just like I have to work hard to love her the best that I can.
But she cannot be everything to make my life complete. I need friends and family that love me. I need things in my life to work toward. I need challenges and goals, successes and failures. Most importantly I am having to learn how to see myself as important and valuable.
I love my wife, and I know that she loves me, but placing the expectation on her to make my life complete is unfair and has caused a lot of heartache in our relationship. The more I learn to love myself, and the more I focus on loving her just for who she is, the stronger our relationship grows.
Love is hard work, even when you marry the right person.
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This is a short movie from Japan which brings the awareness and answers, to the following question: “Who carries a heavier load? Women or men?”
The belief often is the man. Naturally, when it really comes down to it, the hard worker, the heavy lifting and long day working hours is all on the male. But then again, is it really? Let’s take a closer look.
The street people of Tokyo were surveyed on the subject here of who literally carries the heavier load. Out of 100 men and women, it was revealed that women carried loads of 7.2kg, which was two times heavy as loads carried by men on a regular weekday. Also, 18% of women interviewed carried loads of over 15kg! also.
In this short film we have a day in the life of a young mom in Tokyo, along with her husband and son. The husband secretly watches from a van his wife’s day to day routine and is blown away.
Why A Man Should Never Complain
A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed:
“Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through, so please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen.”
God, in His infinite wisdom, granted the man’s wish.
The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman. He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the cleaners and stopped at the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat’s litter box and bathed the dog.
Then it was already 1 P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust, and sweep and mop the kitchen floor.
Then ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home.
Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework, then set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing. At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad,breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.
After supper, he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry, bathed the kids, and put them to bed.
At 9 P.M. he was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren’t finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through without complaint.
The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said: Lord, I don’t know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife’s being able to stay home all day. Please, oh please, let us trade back!”
The Lord, in His infinite wisdom, replied: “My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were.”
You’ll just have to wait nine months, though. You got pregnant last night.”