Lifestyle changes – a conscious choice!

Written by Ingela Berger


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I have experienced both kinds of cross-roads. I have lost near and dear ones, and I had no choice but to see it happen. I have also made choices of my own - choices that have changed my life in many ways.

By making conscious choices we are able to make positive lifestyle changes. Instead of letting things happen we can take control. We haverepparttar power to make changes.

I would like to encourage you in your decision to build something new, something better! I want to inspire you to seerepparttar 122935 possibilities, and I am convinced that you haverepparttar 122936 power to make positive changes in your life. It’s a choice. You can build a better life! You haverepparttar 122937 possibilities andrepparttar 122938 power to make positive lifestyle changes. No one else can makerepparttar 122939 right choices for your life. But you can.

It's time to start feeling better! You deserve it! Reduce stress, start exercising, change career, or learn something new and different for your own personal development. Start today by taking that first step to a more fulfilling lifestyle!

Remember: The only ones that never fail arerepparttar 122940 ones that never try.

Ingela Berger Lifestyle Plans



Ingela Berger started her own Internet business Lifestyle Plans in 2003 to inspire and encourage others to make reality of their dreams of a personal, healthy and fulfilling lifestyle. Ingela has studied theatre directing, history of art, and leadership psychology. After some years working with art exhibitions and the theatre she is now back at school to become a health and lifestyle consultant.


Let Me Hold You Just One More Time

Written by Chuck Hinson


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APRIL 16, 1999

It was around four inrepparttar afternoon when I gotrepparttar 122934 call from my brother, Steve: We were all being called to mama’s bedside as she only had hours to live; lung cancer had taken its toll on her, as it did with daddy almost nine years earlier. Although living in Ashland, Kentucky (eight hours away), I promised him I’d be there – my son, Tim, was shipping out for Navy basic, but, after seeing him off, I’d be coming down. Unfortunately, I was an hour late. Mama was probably already hugging Daddy again byrepparttar 122935 time I made it into Pineville. As I stood outside my sister’s house, thinking about allrepparttar 122936 years I’d spent apart fromrepparttar 122937 family and living on my own with my two sons, I couldn’t help remembering how, on my last visit in 1995, I went over to mama’s house on Park Avenue and, just before leaving to return to Kentucky, reminding her of what daddy said years before. “Mama, let me hold you just one more time.” How could I have known I’d never have that opportunity again? Today, I wonder: How can any of us know when, where or even if we’ll see each other again? Maybe it’s time we took a closer look at what our spouses, our children, our friends, neighbors – our country – mean to us. In light of today’s turbulent political and socioeconomic climate – at a time when we’re faced with so many uncertainties – isn’t NOW a good time to hold those we hold dear just “one more time” … just in case? Because how do we know … we may never see them again, except onrepparttar 122938 other side of forever. We may never tasterepparttar 122939 goodness we have right now … it could be taken away in an instant. So, with that in mind, let me say: Tim and Mike, though one of you is in Iraq,repparttar 122940 other just returned and you’re still some distance away, in my heart and through email let your dad “hold you just one more time”; brothers and sister, it’srepparttar 122941 same thing, for you’re still “down home”. In my thoughts, “let me hold you just one more time.” Friends, readers, acquaintances from Ashland and aroundrepparttar 122942 world; though I may have never met you in person, “let me hold you just one more time.” AMERICA – LAND OF THE FREE AND OF OPPORTUNITY – MY HOME – “LET ME HOLD YOU JUST ONE MORE TIME.” … just in case …

Chuck Hinson was born in Charlotte, NC and raised in nearby Pineville. His greatest life-lessons were taught by two endearing saints, his parents (Eola and Irene). For his biography, go to the "FAMILY" section and click on "Lessons From An Old Guitar."


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