love and its many colors

Hey, guys! It's the month of love and what a perfect time for you to show your love to the people you care about and who care about you.

So love is not only about having a "boyfriend" or "girlfriend". Love is universal and has several types, foremost of this is your love for the people who begot you in this world, your parents. Then you have love for your siblings, your grandparents, aunts, uncles, other relatives, teachers, classmates, neighbors, pets, etc . So you see? No one is loveless in this month of love and there are just myriads of ways to express this love to whoever we want to know that we care about them. It's not only flowers and chocolates, but there are other things or other ways of showing our loved ones that they are remembered especially on this month of love. So start being creative now and think of the best gifts you could give to your beloved.

thought for the day: children need love especially those who do not deserve it

Children are said to be gifts to parents who are tasked to nurture and take care of them until they are old enough to stand on their own two feet.

However, not all parents are capable of providing for the needs of their children that is why there are children who are in orphanage homes. But no matter what the reasons are, it is the sole duty of the parents to love and care for their children.

Children need love. As parents we have to love our kids even if they are the most unlovable on this planet. For if parents could not even love their own brood, how do they expect others to do the same? Whether a child is handicapped, deformed, sick, dumb, silly---he is still your child. I have read in the newspaper recently about the story of a polio victim who, at the age of 5, suddenly fell ill and was diagnosed with polio. The parents of this boy denied the fact that they had a child who had this disease. In their house they had a small space or cubicle between the sala and the dining room, to which he retreated when there were visitors. He grew up hiding and ashamed to be seen by others. When visitors would go to their house he would slither to his cubicle to hide.

However, this little boy had developed the habit of reading. He read, read, read until his eyes burned. He became well-informed until one day he decided to leave the house and live in a place among others with physical disabilities. His life changed since he stopped hiding.