Bank Account Of Life
Bank Account of Life
This is AWESOME....something we should all remember.
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who
is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair
fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally
blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently
passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the
nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he manoeuvred his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had
been hung on his window.
"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an
ight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love
it.
"It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a
choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the
new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put
in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the
bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
St.Paul's motto... Give more, Expect Less...
Nancy
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This is AWESOME....something we should all remember.
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who
is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair
fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally
blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently
passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the
nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he manoeuvred his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had
been hung on his window.
"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an
ight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love
it.
"It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a
choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the
new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put
in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the
bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
St.Paul's motto... Give more, Expect Less...
Nancy
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posted by Bob at Wednesday, January 03, 2007
3 Comments:
Nancy: Persons spend the 1st half of Life collecting things, 2nd half gettin rid of.
www.seniorqueen.blogspot.com is another way of this babebloggin the TRUTH,
great site www.commonlawvenue.com
Give more and espect less? What the hell are yout talking about? In st. Paul, they give nothing and take everything, including your pride!
My Dad had said to me before his death that true wealth is measured in terms of empathy and compassion you feel for others. And he told me I was a rich man.
I miss him...
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