Message-ID: <1753647.1075855527036.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Tue, 29 Aug 2000 01:00:00 -0700 (PDT) From: judy.hernandez@enron.com To: regina.blackshear@enron.com, angela.barnett@enron.com, angela.gill@enron.com, warren.perry@enron.com, diane.salcido@enron.com, eve.puckett@enron.com, leslie.smith@enron.com, jcutaia@tupac.com, jh306@netzero.net, dora_thurmond@uniteddc.com Subject: Fw: Fw: Fw: A Box Full Of Kisses Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Judy Hernandez X-To: Regina Blackshear, Angela Barnett, Angela Gill, Warren Perry, Diane Salcido, Eve Puckett, Leslie Smith, jcutaia@tupac.com, jh306@netzero.net, dora_thurmond@uniteddc.com X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \Juan_Hernandez_Dec2000\Notes Folders\Discussion threads X-Origin: Hernandez-J X-FileName: jhernan.nsf ---------------------- Forwarded by Judy Hernandez/HOU/ECT on 08/29/2000 07:57 AM --------------------------- Calvin Burrell on 08/28/2000 09:48:49 PM To: SUHERNAN@LLGM.COM, Lea.Savala@enron.com, mbuns54@yahoo.com, dna_1993@yahoo.com, Judy.Hernandez@enron.com, dmburrell@hotmail.com, dgriffin_teach@hotmail.com, rpete@joplin.com, cdmhawkins@hotmail.com cc: Subject: Fw: Fw: Fw: A Box Full Of Kisses Hi, This gives you some food for thought -- think before you react. Love ya! Barb A Box Full of Kisses The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Never the less, the little girl brought the box to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you Daddy". He was embarrassed by his earlier over reaction, but his temper flared again when he found that the box was empty. He yelled at her, " Don't you know when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it". The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty, I blew Kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy" The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl and begged for her forgiveness. An accident took the life of the child only a short time later and it is told that man kept that gold box by his bed for many years and whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there. In a very real sense, each of us, as humans, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, friends, family or God. There is no more precious possession anyone can hold. Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.