A little boy asked his mother: "Why are you crying?"
"Because I am a woman," she told him. "I do not understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will." Later the boy
asked his father: "Why Mother is crying for no apparent reason? "
" All women cry for no reason, "everything was what his dad could say.
The little boy grew up, became a man and still wondering why women cry.
Finally he called on God and asked him: "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said, "When I managed the women, they had to be something special."
I made her shoulders strong enough to bear the burden of the world yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave them an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to continue, when everyone else give up.
I gave her the sensitivity with which she loves her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom so that she knows that a good man never hurt his wife, but sometimes tests her strength and determination to steadfastly stand by him.
And finally, I gave her a tear to the casting. The
is exclusively for them, so that it makes use of it, whenever necessary.
You see: The beauty of
Frau ist nicht in der Kleidung die sie trägt, die Figur die sie hat, oder in der Art wie sie ihre Haare trägt.
Die Schönheit einer Frau muss in ihren Augen erkannt werden weil diese das Tor zu ihrem Herzen sind - der Ort, an dem Liebe wohnt.
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