Hi Everyone- I am not one for chain emails and the like, but my mom forwarded this to me at a time when I am sitting and thinking about the values of the world we live in, and how to mold Bailey and Wyatt into being people with the values we espouse, and who give to the world around them rather than suck the life from it for their personal gain.  I have watched such bullying and heartbreak and seen burnout in wonderful people, and want to remind the children that we can always make this world better.  So I am sharing this story in the hopes that they - and we all- remember to be the change we wish to see in the world...

AN IRISH BLESSING

His  name was Fleming, and  he  was a poor  Scottish farmer. One day,
while  trying to  make a living for  his family, he  heard  a cry for help
coming from a nearby  bog. He   dropped his tools and  ran to the   bog.

There, mired  to his waist in  black  muck, was a  terrified boy,
screaming and  struggling  to  free himself. Farmer Fleming  saved  the
lad from what could have been  a  slow and  terrifying  death.

The next  day, a  fancy  carriage pulled up to the  Scotsman's sparse
surroundings. An   elegantly  dressed nobleman stepped out and  introduced
 himself as  the father of  the boy Farmer Fleming  had   saved.

'I want to repay   you,' said  the nobleman. 'You saved my  son's   life.'

'No,  I can't accept  payment  for what I  did,' the Scottish farmer
replied waving  off the offer. At  that moment,  the  farmer's own son
came to the door of the family  hovel.

'Is that  your  son?' the  nobleman   asked.

'Yes,' the  farmer  replied   proudly.

'I'll make  you  a deal. Let  me provide him with the level  of  education
my own son will enjoy  If  the lad is  anything like his  father, he'll no
doubt grow to  be a   man we both will be proud of.' And that  he   did.

Farmer Fleming's son  attended  the  very best schools and  in time,
graduated from  St. Mary's   Hospital Medical School in London,  and  went
on to become known  throughout the  world  as the noted Sir Alexander
Fleming,  the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years  afterward,  the same  nobleman's son  who was saved from the  bog
was stricken  with  pneumonia.

What  saved  his life this  time?   Penicillin.

The name of the  nobleman?   Lord Randolph Churchill ..  His son's   name?

Sir  Winston    Churchill.

Someone once said:  What  goes  around comes  around.

Work like  you don't  need the  money.
Love like   you've never been  hurt.
Dance  like  nobody's  watching.
Sing  like nobody's listening.
Live  like it's Heaven on Earth.

AN IRISH FRIENDSHIP WISH:

May  there always be work  for  your hands to  do;
May  your purse always hold a coin  or   two;
May the sun always shine on   your  windowpane;
May a rainbow be  certain to   follow each  rain;
May the hand of a   friend  always be near you;
May God fill  your  heart with  gladness to cheer  you.
and may  you be in heaven  a  half hour before the devil  knows  you're
dead.