For all my friends in blogland.......Thanks for your time!  

Lapkin4u 42F
497 posts
5/22/2005 5:11 pm

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For all my friends in blogland.......Thanks for your time!

"Thanks for your time"

A young man learned what's most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career and life itself got in the way.

He received a call from his mother who said, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday."

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his home-town. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?" Mom asked.

"Ther e was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most, '" Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox.

"Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days" the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read.
Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett.

It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, with tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover inside and found these words engraved: "Jack, thanks for your time! -Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued time." Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days.

"Why?" Janet, his assistant, asked.

"I need some time to spend with my wife and son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet....thanks for your time!"

Jack had moved clear across! the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past, and to spend quality time with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him. Jack received the information he needed to remind him what was important.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the
moments that take our breath away.

Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't know you.
4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: You most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
12. Always tell someone how you feel about them. You will feel much better when they know, and you'll both be happy.
13. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Share this letter to all the people you care about, If you do so, you will certainly brighten someone's day and might even change their current perspective on life.

To everyone who read this, "Thanks for your time"

cloud1945 67M

5/25/2005 5:30 am

Lapkin,thanks for dropping by my blog and commenting. Thanks for your time.
I lost my dad recently and I begin to think of the time we spent together. How I appreciated him and the way he always treated me. He always had time for people. I liked that in him very much.

wanakissuallover 57M
411 posts
10/4/2005 7:39 am

I've recieved this on several occasions and it's always a good reminder to be mindfull of others and how we might affect them with our actions or by our lack of actions.

Thanks for sharing this and the reminder to take time to say Thank You For Your Time...i was going to just be tickled pink finding a response to any of my comments on your blogs, when i came back to continue looking at your blog this morning. Imagine my complete and utter joyous suprise to find that you'd actually took the time to send a personal message, right to me. You are such a sweetheart. And you've made this ol' farts day so much brighter because of your 1 little act of kindness.

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