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Thursday, January 04, 2007

Life is how you look at it...


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 Mmovenecessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of thenursing home,
he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.As he maneuvered
his walker to the elevator, I provided a visualdescription 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 eight-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 howI
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 newday 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 bankaccount 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.

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