Good day to you all. I saw something on the net this morning that caught my attention, I couldn't help writing about it. It is about gay couples getting married.

Here below is the write up;

Robin Tyler, left, and Diane Olson lean on each other during their same-sex Jewish wedding...

The pic above shows gay couple who just got married.
SAN FRANCISCO - Dozens of gay couples were married Monday night after California became the second state to allow same-sex nuptials, offering a preview of the euphoria and anger to come as gay couples from across the nation head west to wed.

At least five county clerks around the state extended their hours to honor specific couples or to mark the historic occasion, and many couples exchanged vows on the spot. The May 15 California Supreme Court order overturning bans on same-sex marriage became final at 5:01 p.m.

"I never thought I'd see this," Michael Groark, 61, said at a San Francisco sports bar, watching on television as Mayor Gavin Newsom officiated the first same-sex wedding in the city.

The big rush to the altar was expected Tuesday, when most counties planned to start issuing marriage licenses to gay couples. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of couples nationwide are expected to seize the opportunity to make their unions official in the eyes of the law.

Newsom, who helped launch the series of lawsuits that led the court to strike down California's one-man-one-woman marriage laws, presided at the wedding of Del Martin, 87, and Phyllis Lyon, 83.

Newsom picked the couple for the only ceremony Monday in City Hall to recognize their 55-year relationship and their status as pioneers of the gay rights movement. More than 650 same-sex couples have made appointments to get marriage licenses in San Francisco before the end of the month.

Martin sat in her wheelchair during the brief ceremony in the mayor's office, which was open to a few elected officials, friends, relatives and reporters. After Newsom pronounced her and Lyon "spouses for life," the couple kissed, drawing huge applause.

As a printer churned out a license with spaces for "Party A" and "Party B" where "bride" and "groom" used to be, Newsom called officiating the wedding "this extraordinary and humbling gift."

When the pair emerged from the mayor's chamber, a crowd of well-wishers showered them with rose petals and ate complimentary wedding cake.

"When anyone is on the outside looking in, to be finally allowed in is a profound feeling," said Elizabeth Williams, 45, who plans to marry her partner of 16 years later this year.

The celebrations were tempered by the reality that in a few months, Californians will go to the ballot box to vote on an initiative that would overturn the high court ruling and once again ban gay marriage.

Groups that oppose same-sex marriage have pursued several legal avenues to stop the weddings, including asking the California Supreme Court to postpone its decision until after the November initiative. The high court denied that request.

On Monday, just hours before the ruling went into effect, a conservative legal group asked a Sacramento court to order the California agency that oversees marriages to stop issuing gender-neutral marriage licenses. A hearing was scheduled for Tuesday.

Three lawmakers and a small group of other same-sex opponents gathered outside the Capitol to criticize the Supreme Court decision. They urged voters to approve the ballot measure.

"This is an opportunity to take back a little bit of dignity ... for kids, for all of us in California," Republican Assemblyman Doug LaMalfa said. "It really disturbs me that the will of the people was overridden by four members of the Supreme Court."

Republican Assemblyman Bill Maze said heterosexual marriage was "God's way."

Opponents also gathered outside San Francisco City Hall holding signs with statements including "Jesus said go and sin no more" and "Homo Sex is Sin."

Despite the efforts, for many gay couples, Monday was the beginning of another so-called "Summer of Love."

"I'm tired of checking the single box," said Danielle Lemay, 34, who picked up a marriage license in Woodland with her partner, Angie Hinrichs. "I feared I'd be checking that my whole life."

In Sonoma County, Melanie Phoenix, 47, and Terry Robinson, 48, were first in line. Together for almost 26 years, they plan to wed in August.

"It's a historic occasion," Phoenix said. "I never believed it was really possible until Gavin Newsom took the first step in 2004."

In February 2004, Newsom challenged California's marriage laws by issuing licenses to same-sex couples. The state Supreme Court ultimately voided those unions, but two dozen couples sued. Those lawsuits led the same court last month to overturn California's ban on gay marriage.

Robin Tyler and Diane Olson, who were plaintiffs in the litigation, got married Monday in a Jewish ceremony in front of the Beverly Hills courthouse.

The couple wept and pressed their foreheads together, and onlookers whooped as the marriage was solemnized.

Rabbi Denise Eger saluted Olson and Tyler for "these many years of coming to this very place and standing on these courthouse steps year after year of being denied this right, this civil right."

A UCLA study issued last week estimated that half of California's more than 100,000 same-sex couples will get married over the next three years, and 68,000 more out-of-state couples will travel here to exchange vows.

Unlike Massachusetts, which legalized gay marriage in 2004, California has no residency requirement for marriage licenses, and that is expected to draw a great number of out-of-state couples. The turnout could also be boosted by New York state's recent announcement that it will recognize gay marriages performed in other jurisdictions.

Some of those out-of-state couples are likely to demand legal recognition in their home states, setting the stage for numerous court battles.

Derek Norman, 23, and Robert Blaudow, 39, of Memphis, Tenn., were in the Bay Area for a conference and decided to get married at the Alameda County clerk's office.

"We might wait a long time in Tennessee, so this is our chance," Blaudow said.

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Welcome back readers. Now I need your opinion on this issue, what do you think about gay couples getting married? As for me, I think it is not proper, because God our creator, didn't support it from the beginning. In the beginning, he created a male(Adam) and he saw that Adam was lonely, then a created ( Female) Eve to be his wife and not just his wife, but God created her in such a way that she can able to give birth to children. If God had wanted Gay marriage, he would have created another male to be Adam partner instead of Eve. So readers, what do you think? Are you in support of Gay marriage? If yes give us your reasons, and if no give us your opinion also.

Thanks.

Hi all. Hope you had a great week. Mine was splendid. These days, I find it very difficult to write my daily posts due to work pressure and also due to my state now. I am expecting a baby............. My husband and I are looking forward to meeting our baby soonest.

I want to use this means to thank all my blog friends for their daily visits to my blog. I promise to turn a new leaf now, I will try to update my postings from now on.............

Do stay bless.

Today has been very hectic for me. I got to the office very early, trying to tidy up my file cabinet and at the same time, trying to locate a document.

During lunch, I decided to give myself a treat. Guess where I went to? I went to a place called AFRICAN CUISINE, there, you can find different kind of African delicacies. If you a Nigerian or from Africa, you will understand what I mean. We Africans, love good foods, when I say good foods, I really mean it.

Enough of food talks for now, let’s get down to the business of the day.
As I was having my lunch, I noticed a show was going on, on TV.
The program was all about HIV awareness talk show

The presenter of the show asked a very difficult and complicating question.

The question goes like this, she said, “what will you do if you find out that your spouse is HIV positive? What will be your reaction. When she asked this question, the audience suddenly became quiet; you could hear the sound of a pin if dropped at that moment. Surprisingly, no one answered, it was so awkward and embarrassing, so they had to take some time off for advert, before continuing the show..

Before they came back on Air, I had already left, because my lunch break was over. On getting to the office, I keep asking my self, what will one do, if one finds his or her self in such ugly situation? Honestly, I couldn't find an answer to that question. So I decided to throw it out to readers of my blog out there.

So now readers, over to you, The big question is: What Will you do if you find out that your spouse is HIV positive? Please give me your honest response.

Welcome to the month of April 2008. A month of possibilites, so I termed it. I wish you the very best this month.

Find below a story, that will teach what Life is all about.

Long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered.

Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could. He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible. When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible. He came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and he was exhausted and was dying.

Then he asked himself, "Why did I push myself so hard to cover so much land area? Now I am dying, and I only need a very small area to bury myself."

The above story is similar with the journey of our Life. We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition. We neglect our health, time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love.
One day when we look back, we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed.

Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition.
Life is definitely not about work! Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life. Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time. You have to decide how you want to balance your Life. Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts.

Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence. So, take it easy, do what you want to do and appreciate nature. Life is fragile , Life is short. Do not take Life for granted. Live a balanced lifestyle and enjoy Life!

Watch your thoughts ; they become words

Watch your words ; they become actions.

Watch your actions ; they become habits.

Watch your habits ; they become character

Watch your character; it becomes your destiny

So enjoy every day as yours???.

Hi all, this story below is a must read for all married couples and also for those preparing to go into marriage. Also, I pray that it will help to restore any marriage that is about to hit the rock. Amen to that.

Read on.................................

I Had an Emotional Affair,How "innocent" chats and e-mails nearly destroyed my marriage
By David Bauer

"Here." With tears streaming down her face, Dawn,* my wife of five years, stormed into my office at work and tossed a list on my desk. "I need you to stop at the grocery store on your way home. I have to pick up the kids."

"What's wrong?" I approached her, but she waved me away.

"You never talk to me, and you expect me to tell you what's wrong? Forget it!"

"Dawn, please. Sit down and tell me why you're so upset."

"Not here. Later." She left before I could argue further.

I didn't try to stop her. Dawn knew. Somehow she'd discovered the secret I'd concealed for months. I'd fallen in love with another woman.

Dawn and I had been high school sweethearts. I couldn't wait to marry her. But our marriage soon began to unravel. Close ties to her family, who lived nearby, constantly interfered with our time as a couple. Dawn didn't see the need to separate from her parents and put me first. She ran to them when we had a disagreement. If we went out for dinner and a movie, she invited them along.

Over time, I began to feel like a child waiting to join a kickball team, raising my hand and shouting, "Pick me! Pick me!" Jealousy grew, poisoning our marriage.

In a heated argument one night, I demanded, "If I asked you to choose between me and your parents, whom would you choose?"

Without speaking she answered my question.

Four years into our marriage, Dawn and I had drifted apart. I'd grown weary of being rejected, emotionally and sexually. Her excuses for refusing my sexual advances ranged from fatigue to lack of interest. One night in bed, I massaged her back and legs, knowing it was a turn on to her. She responded with a perfunctory kiss on the lips.

"Not tonight, David. Maybe tomorrow." She rolled over and went to sleep, leaving me dejected and hurt.

Before long we were having sex only once every couple months. I envied my married friends who described frequent, healthy sexual relationships. As my resentment grew, I began to wonder what I'd ever loved about Dawn.

A change of scene
Needing a change, I enrolled in a local community college. I met Stephanie my first semester. We attended several classes together. I learned her father worked for the same company I did, and Stephanie and I both had a child the same age. She was stuck in an unsatisfying relationship with her live-in boyfriend; I was disillusioned in my marriage. We connected instantly, sharing long conversations over lunch, in-between classes, and sometimes even during class.

Second semester, Stephanie and I didn't have any classes together. Deprived of the opportunity to see and talk with each other, we started to chat over the Internet. I also created a new e-mail account strictly for our correspondence.

Our instant messaging began as a way to communicate during class, similar to the way I'd passed notes as a kid. But the sessions grew more frequent, and soon I was chatting while at my job and late at night while doing homework. Our physical separation provided a false sense of security when our conversations and e-mails turned gradually more flirtatious.

Stephanie stood out from other women I knew. She was free spirited?intelligent, funny, and carefree. But most important, she was attentive and non-judgmental. As our friendship grew, so did my romantic feelings.

Inside, though, I was conflicted. Though I knew I was breaking my vows, I felt Dawn's rejection justified my feelings for Stephanie. I often cried out to God through journaling and poetry. I knew he'd forgive me if I repented. But at the same time, I blamed God for allowing my marriage to fall apart. And frankly, I wasn't ready to repent.

The great divide
Sensing the growing chasm between us, Dawn sought ways to spend more time together, clearing her calendar of events planned weeks in advance. She made certain we ate supper together and cooked my favorite foods. I stubbornly resisted her efforts.

"How was your day?" she'd ask when I came home from work.

"Fine," I'd reply, then ignore her. Although I knew I should work on my marriage, I was still angry about Dawn's loyalty to her parents and her sexual rejection of me. I wanted to hurt her as badly as she'd hurt me.

Months earlier I'd planned a romantic, 5th-anniversary trip to Cancun. As my relationship with Stephanie intensified, so did my desire to get out of the trip. One week before we were to leave, Dawn and I had a heated argument.

"We may as well cancel our trip to Cancun," I said. "I don't want to waste the time or money when all we do is fight."

Shocked, Dawn began to sob.

I cancelled our reservations the next day.

Four weeks passed. One day at work an instant message from Stephanie popped onto my screen. "I need to tell you something, but I don't know how."

Replying back, I urged, "You can share anything with me."

"It's really personal and I don't want to look foolish."

"Okay," I said, "if it makes you feel better, send me an e-mail."

Sure she was going to confide her feelings toward me, I logged onto my e-mail account. I read her message, savoring every word.

"The last several weeks have been great," she wrote. "I know you're married, which makes this a lot harder." My heart pounded in my chest as I read on. "I've realized I have feelings for you. I often imagine what it would be like to kiss you."

Elated, I replied back, "Me too."

For the first time in months, I felt needed and wanted. I looked forward with anticipation to kissing Stephanie. A few weeks later, at a remote picnic spot, we shared our first kiss. My heart said I'd found paradise; my head screamed, What are you doing? Although we never progressed past kissing, each time we kissed the pull to go further strengthened.

As I continued to withdraw from Dawn, she became angry. "You touch that laptop more than you touch me," she complained.

"Welcome to my world," I muttered, remembering her sexual rejections.

"David, I've tried. Won't you ever forgive me?"

"You've pushed me away for years. It's too late to fix things."

I thought about Stephanie, how she gave me the attention I craved. She soothed my wounded ego with compliments and love notes, filling a void in my heart. I began to believe she was my soul mate. I was in love.

Walking a tightrope
Late one night I was instant messaging Stephanie, when Dawn sat up in bed.

"What are you working on?"

"Homework," I replied.

A message from Stephanie popped up, and I quickly minimized it.

"What was that?" Dawn asked.

Adrenaline rushed through my body. "An Internet advertisement."

I knew my sneaking around was wrong. I buried myself in work and school, no longer wanting to be home. Fearing my relationship with Stephanie would be discovered, I limited my contact with family and church friends. I knew I should end things between us, but I wasn't strong enough.

Six weeks had passed since Stephanie and I admitted our feelings for each other. One night after skipping class to be with her, I returned home to receive a call from Alex, a family friend. He asked if I'd meet with him.

"I've seen changes in you," Alex told me when we got together. "Your priorities have shifted. You're investing far more time in school and your friends there than in your wife and son." He proceeded to share how, as a young husband and father of three, he'd cheated on his wife with a female college instructor. "David, I can see my past living out in you."

For some reason I confessed my relationship with Stephanie, and that I was ready to leave Dawn and our son, Drew, for her. Alex listened patiently, making one request?that I allow him to arrange for Dawn and me to meet with a marriage counselor. I promised I'd think about it.

Secrets revealed
The next day, Dawn confronted me in my office. Alex must have told Dawn about Stephanie.

I stewed as I drove home from work that night, bracing myself for the confrontation to come. How dare Alex tell Dawn!

When I arrived home Dawn's face was puffy and tear-stained as she prepared supper. After an uncomfortably silent dinner, I tucked Drew into bed. Walking downstairs, I found Dawn sitting on the couch, waiting. I sat on the floor and said, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Who is she?" Dawn asked. "How long has this been going on?"

I told her Stephanie's name and that we'd been involved for six or seven weeks.

"Do you love her?"

"I think so," I admitted. "I'm not sure I can end the relationship. How did you find out?"

Dawn started to cry. "Alex told Mom and Dad. When I stopped by their house this afternoon, Mom was crying. They didn't want to tell me what was wrong, but I guessed."

It figures, I thought angrily. Once again Dawn's parents had come between us.

I felt I was on trial as I confessed everything?that I'd become emotionally involved with Stephanie through e-mails and instant messaging, and that the affair was on the verge of becoming sexual.

I hoped Dawn would give up on us. Since I didn't have the courage to end our marriage, I wanted her to do it.

When I revealed that Stephanie's mother attended the same woman's group as Dawn, her control snapped. "What?" she yelled. "It's her?" Eyes flashing with anger, she ran to the basement. Grabbing a plastic baseball bat, she beat it against the stacks of Rubbermaid containers and cardboard boxes.

"You're nothing but a liar!" she wailed loud enough for me to hear her upstairs. "How could you betray me like this?"

I stood in the kitchen, torn between anger and shame.

You drove me to it, I thought bitterly. You chose your parents over me, so I chose Stephanie over you.

Dawn finally came upstairs, red-eyed and exhausted. "What are you going to do?" she asked.

"I don't know."

"I'm willing to work through this," she said. "But it's your decision. Either you end your relationship with Stephanie, or it's the end of our marriage."

The next five days were the darkest I've ever experienced. My secret was out. Our family and church friends knew what I'd done. Inside me, a spiritual battle raged. I replayed the notes, the cards, the conversations, and the physical attraction that drew me to Stephanie. Though ashamed, I didn't want the fantasy to end.

A few days later I received a letter from a respected friend. I wept as I read her loving admonishment. "I fear that if you turn your back on God, Dawn, and Drew, you'll forever be haunted by deep regrets and wounds that will never heal completely. Yes, God forgives, but we must bear the 'blisters of the heart.'"

I wept most of that night. Dawn stayed with me, comforting me.

The next day I knew what I had to do. I e-mailed Stephanie that I'd decided to work out things with Dawn and was ending the relationship. "Please don't contact me anymore," was my final statement.

Stephanie responded angrily. "I wish you'd made that decision earlier so I didn't end up hurting people I care for!"

Two days later Dawn and I entered marital counseling. As we talked, I was able to make Dawn understand how deeply she'd hurt me. "I felt as if you loved your parents more than me," I confessed. "I'm so tired of feeling rejected. So I decided it was less painful if I pulled away from you."

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way," she replied. "I'm completely committed to fixing our marriage, whatever the cost."

As we worked to bridge the distance between us, physical love became a catalyst for our healing. "I need to be close to you," Dawn told me. "I feel as if we're becoming one again."

While it took just weeks for my heart to stray, restoring our marriage took much longer. At times I questioned if staying with Dawn had been the right decision. When we fought, I'd recall the good times Stephanie and I had shared, and I was tempted to pick up the phone or e-mail her.

Dawn had doubts as well. "I still don't trust you 100 percent," she confessed nearly two years later. "Sometimes when we fight I wonder if you're still sneaking around."

More than five years have passed. Rather than involving her parents in our disputes, Dawn now seeks counsel from two godly women. They help her see when she's right, when she's wrong, and how to grow in her role as a wife.

Though my job requires that I correspond with colleagues, male and female, through e-mail and instant messaging, I limit my conversations to work-related topics. If a conversation drifts to a personal tone, I end it. I also meet with six other men to share, study, and pray on Sunday mornings.

As Dawn and I continue to rebuild trust, we're committed to being honest about our feelings and thoughts, with God and with each other. We still have our tough times. But with the support of friends and our commitment to God and each other, we're growing to better understand, know, and love each other, as God loves us.

Hi all. I haven't written my post for a while now, due to so many pressures from my office for the past two months. Well, I hope this month, the pressure is not as much as it use to be. I want to thank all of you that stop by my blog daily to read my posts, your comments and your contribution inspires me to continue blogging. Thanks once more.

I stumbled upon this interesting story on the Internet. I decided to post this story today. You know, some babies, the moment they begin to form in the womb, they make sure that no matter what, they will come into life, even if the parent doesn't want the child. I have read of cases where some ladies try aborting their baby only for the baby to still be alive in the womb. Those kind of babies I refer to them as "desperados" meaning there are so desperate to come into this world, also some babies, don't like waiting in the womb for the Nine months they are suppose to wait, you see them coming out as premature. “Don’t blame them, they are so much in a hurry to come into the world":D . The story I am about to write is the true life story of a “DESPERADO BABY" who came out premature from the mother's womb and guess where the baby landed? "THE TOILET IN A MOVING TRAIN" .

Read Full story"

-- -- A newborn baby girl fell through the toilet in a moving train and onto the tracks moments after her mother prematurely gave birth, surviving nearly two hours before being found, relatives said Thursday.

The child's mother, who uses the single name Bhuri, was traveling with relatives on an overnight train when she went to the bathroom shortly before midnight Tuesday and unexpectedly gave birth to a baby girl, said Arjun Kumar, her brother-in-law.

"Later, she fell unconscious and the baby fell through the toilet," he continued. "Two stations later, we knocked at the door."
Bhuri opened the door, soaked in blood.
"When we asked her about what happened, she said the baby had fallen through onto the tracks," Kumar said.
Toilets on Indian trains usually have holes that open directly onto the tracks, and there were no indications Thursday that authorities doubted Bhuri's story or planned to investigate the incident.

Kumar said that after finding Bhuri, relatives pulled the train's emergency brake and told railway officials what had happened. A search was quickly organized, and guards at one of the stations the train had passed soon found the baby.

She was on the rail track for almost 1½ to two hours," said Dr. Gautam Jain, a pediatrician at Rajasthan Hospital in Ahmadabad, in the western state of Gujarat, where the baby and mother were taken.

The child, who has not yet been named, was eight to 10 weeks premature and weighed only 3.22 pounds, Jain said. She had a low heart rate and body temperature.

Welcome back readers................................

I guess you see what I mean about 'DESPERADOS BABIES" Well lets just pray for the baby to survive, I know she will, what about you??????

Remain Blessed.

Society tells us it is wrong to steal, yet burglaries, shoplifting and even armed robberies are relatively common. But what about kleptomaniacs-those who suffer from a compulsive urge to steal, even though they do not need to? That's the big question of the day.

I used to doubt if this thing about kleptomania is real until I came across a lady called Jerrela who is suffering from this ordeal, she has hot hands, she just can't help it, she steals uncontrollably.

Read Jerrela's story........................

Looking back, I still do not understand all the aspects that made up my problem. I recall that the one thing that drove me to steal more than anything else was the intense irresistible pleasure it gave me.

Sometimes after I had stolen something and the thrill had worn off, I would feel a bit guity, even stupid because of my actions, but later on my behavior became an addiction and stealing was a normal part of life for me.

I stole as frequently and unthinkingly as people smoke. I first started stealing when I was 16. I am still not sure what triggered it. All I remembered clearly is the good feeling it gave me.

My life of stealing continued until one incident that cost my relationship with my boyfriend Ralph and finally prompted me to seek help.

I can still recall the incident vividly that cost me my relationship. Ralph my ex boyfriend didn't know I had this problem .On the day Ralph planned to propose to me, the intensity of my condition hit me like a ton of bricks. We were in a fancy restaurant and Ralph was digging in his jacket pocket for the ring he had bought me. I knew what he was doing because I had actually stolen the ring from that pocket! After a few more minutes of fumbling in his Jacket, he said he thought he must have dropped it in the car and got up to go and fetch it.

When he left, I went to the ladies toilet. For some reasons, perhaps I unconsciously wanted to be caught I left my bag behind.

When I return, I saw Ralph sitting at the table with my bag open in front of him. He was horrified. He was looking for a pain killer in my bag and he discovered the ring there as well as the cutlery and salt shakers from the restaurant table and a pair of sunglasses he told me had gone missing months before.

It was the first time I felt real remorse for my actions. I realized that I had hurt Ralph and betrayed his trust in me. He did not confront me, but the look on his face said it all. He was deeply shocked, disappointed and disgusted. He simply got up and left and I have never saw him or spoke to him again.

"This is the end of my story of shame" I need help, somebody pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Helpppppppppppppppp Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Welcome back readers, Now tell me, how can we offer Jerrela help? your suggestion and comments will be highly appreciated.

Happy Valetine day to all readers of my blog.

We all know that Valetine's day is associated with romance, chocolates, red hearts and flowers- but have you ever wondered where did the custom originate, and in whose name do we celebrate it?

Here below is the story of Valetine!!!!!!!

In 270AD, Cladius was the emperor of Rome,and known to be extremely cruel. His palace was near a temple, where a priest called Valetine served and was immensely popular with the people of the city because of his wisdom,compassion and generosity.

When wars broke out in the Roman Empire, Cladius ordered the young men in his realm to come forward and fight. However, they were reluctant to do so. Angry, Cladius then banned all celebration of anniversaries and forbades any engagements to take place.

Valetine, however,continued secretly marrying and bkessing young couples in his temple in front of the sacred altar, and became known as the friend of lovers throughout Rome.

Unfortunately, his actions were eventually made known to Cladius, who ordered him arrested and flung into a dungeon, where he languished and died.

Valetine was buried on February 14th by his devoted friends in the church of ST Praxedes in the city, where his vault can still be seen. And so, the date of his burial became the day honouring him and his belief thatlove is stronger than any ruler.

SO TO ALL LOVERS AND COUPLES OUT THERE, HAPPY VALENTINE DAY TO YOU ALL.

LOTS OF LOVE FROM EJIRO

Dating process:
6 weeks : I love U, I love U, I love U.
6 months : Of course I love U.
6 years : GOD, if I didn't love U, then why the hell did I propose?

Back from Work:
6 weeks : Honey, I'm home.
6 months : BACK!!
6 years : What did your mom cook for us today??

Gifts:
6 weeks : Honey, I really hope you liked the ring.
6 months : I bought you a painting; it would fit the motif in the living room.
6 years : Here's the money. Buy yourself something.

Phone Ringing:
6 weeks : Baby, somebody wants you on the phone.
6 months : Here, for you.
6 years : PHONE RINGING.

Cooking:
6 weeks : I never knew food could taste so good!
6 months : What are we having for dinner tonight?
6 years : AGAIN!!!!

Apology:
6 weeks : Honey muffin, don't you worry, Ill never hold this against you.
6 months : Watch out! Don't do it again.
6 years : What's not to understand about what I just said??

New Dress:
6 weeks : Oh my God, you look like an angel in that dress.
6 months : You bought a new dress again???
6 years : How much did THAT cost me?

Planning for Vacations:
6 weeks : How do 2 weeks in Vienna or anywhere you please sound??
6 months : What's so bad about going to Istanbul on a charter plane?
6 years : Travel? What's so bad about staying home???

TV:
6 weeks : Baby, what would you like us to watch tonight?
6 months : I like this movie.
6 years : I'm going to watch ESPN, if you're not in the mood, go to bed, I can stay up by myself
he he he

I had a swell weekend, although I did a lot of clean up at home over the weekend. But I rested very well after church yesterday. Today is Monday, thank God for another beautiful day and a prosperous week ahead.

About a week ago, I wrote a post about a couple named Sandra and Humphrey who broke up their relationship after six years. And I had different comments from different readers.

Here below is a comment I got from a member name (SideJump):

“6 years of arguing, that is their pattern of relationships. It could well be that she will return. But yes, it is no life for the child “

Sidejump, I want to tell you that your prediction that she will return really came to pass. Sandra is back with her child. It didn't even take up to a week, from all indication they both cannot live without each other. But now, we the neighbors are wondering, if they won't fight again. That is the big question in everyone mind.

We just hope that this time around, they will iron out all their differences once and for all and if possible legalized their marriage in a proper way. I hope you all we join me in wishing them the very best in their up and down relationship? Also if you out there reading this post, and this story is similar to yours, better take a stand and do what is best for you, personally, I feel there is no need be tied to someone who doesn’t what commitment, you get to move on with your life instead of going back and front and being tied down in a long relationship leading to no direction. What do you think????????????????