Do you want to be friends? There is no other words I can state. I’m leaving it up to if you want to be apart of my life or not. Do you want to risk, forever loosing, contact with a United States Marine, who has given his heart to you? It’s your choice.

“Be the change you want to see in the world.” Mahatma Gandhi

Because ”Your Future is created by what you do today, not tomorrow” Robert Kiyosaki

But you must know that ”The key to change…is to let go of fear.” Rosanne Cash

“Don’t wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less than perfect conditions. So what. Get started now. With each step you take, you will grow stronger and stronger, more and more skilled, more and more self-confident and more and more successful.” Mark Victor Hansen

Just “Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself… ‘How did I get through all of that?”

“What did you do to my sign?”

This is absolutely my favorite video that I have seen. It warms my heart and makes me smile every time I see it. 

I was saddened today when I was driving into the city. I had just gotten off the interstate to see a black man in his 50’s on the off ramp going down the row of cars. No one would acknowledge him. No one would stop for him. Everyone drove past him. It was cold out there, as cold as it was for us when we were in field week. He was shivering. On him, he wore green hunter hat, worn thick jacket, a lunch box hanging around his neck, and was holding a sign that stated, “would you spare some food.” I had to look closely at the sign to read it. He would slow walk down the row of vehicles showing this sign. No one window rolled down. The man, shaking slightly, would continue to walk down the cars. My window was down, he was coming closer to me. I just sat there, thinking about what to do. I wanted to give him some money, maybe a dollar or two, but I couldn’t find my wallet on me. I started to reach around, leaning towards the dashboard feeling behind me to see if maybe it was caught in between my seat. This time he was coming closer down the row to where he would be walking by my car. Then I sat back. Not knowing what to do. I just stared at the car infront of me. This man, kept doing the same thing as he started walking past my vehicle. He didn’t come up to mine, he didn’t pause and turn and ask me a question, even with my window open. He just kept walking up and down the row of cars. I looked in my side view mirror. He went a little ways as far as he could. Not once did he go up to any cars window. Not once did anyone open theirs. Then he turned around and started to slowly walk back up to the top in the same way. Showing his sign around forward and half right (half left going down the row of cars). He just kept to the side of the cars. I didn’t know what to think. The light turned, and more cars kept going until I was able to enter the main road. About 20sec or so stopped at the light I found my wallet. Already planning on turning around anyway because it was more of a joy ride on the interstate to the city and back, I turned around at a gas station and headed back to that off ramp. when I got there he was more towards the light heading down the rows of cars, still, in the same way. Still, people would drive right past him. Still, people wouldn’t roll down there windows for him. The lights changed, and I turn to the off ramp I was just on to enter the interstate. I pulled to the side for a brief moment and drove as slow as I could, less then walking speed. And tapped my horn. He hadn’t paid attention to me as I did this and jumped a little, and looked over my way confused as to were the sound had come from, but in a faded excited way. Kinda like when you say treat to a dog when there tired and there head pops up and looks around. Then he looks over at me. He had a face full of sorrow, he raised his eyebrows. I extended in my arm out to him 2 dollars. He lowered his sign and then pushed himself over the cement barrier inbetween us. Struggling to get over. When he got it, I looked at him and said, “here you go, no much, but get yourself something to eat.” He paused and looked at me, and said “god bless you young man.” I looked at him for a second after I handed him the money, and drove down the ramp. Driving down, I looked out my rear view mirror, he was standing there watching me drive down the ramp. To me, it looked like he had sadness on his face.   Thinking back to it, I should have gave him more… : /