A man and woman had been married for more than 60 freaking years. They had shared everything(You know la share what *winks*).
They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoebox in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never toopen or ask her about.For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but oneday the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would notrecover.In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down theshoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box.When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of moneytotaling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, " my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll." The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness."Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls."
A PrayerDear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;Love to forgive him;And Patience for his moods;Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,I'll beat him to death, because I don't know how to crochet
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yes yes, i know i posted another copy paste post previously, but hey, i've got exams coming up. so these are just fillers so that my readers dont run away =p
He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, " my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll." The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness."Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls."
A PrayerDear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;Love to forgive him;And Patience for his moods;Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,I'll beat him to death, because I don't know how to crochet
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yes yes, i know i posted another copy paste post previously, but hey, i've got exams coming up. so these are just fillers so that my readers dont run away =p
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