“This is the beginning of a new day. You have been given this day to use as you will. You can waste it or use it for good. What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever; in its place is something that you have left behind…let it be something good.”
It’s another one of those days, I am off to Cardiac Rehab and then some meetings where I will learn and hopefully contribute. I am not sure when I will be done so rather than take a chance on missing a Daily I thought I would send you this one from 7 years ago. It is in keeping with my recent concern that too many of us wait too long to invest in our own happiness. Have a great day and I’ll be with you again tomorrow.
Ray’s daily first published on February 22, 2005
Saturday I lost a friend who was only 66 years old, today I learned that a colleague from my UNIVAC days died at the age of 58 while he was making final arrangements for his Florida retirement home. Over the years I have lost too many friends who died before their time. I consider myself fortunate that I have been able to do so many things now that I did not do when I was younger. I wish my friends had taken the time to do so while they could. So often we seem to let others and the world take us on a path that provides us no way station, or at least we think it doesn’t. Please stop and look around, there are things you can do and places you can go if only you decide to invest in yourself. Too often he who hesitates is lost, so do your job, take care of your family, fulfill your obligations and above all take care of yourself.
“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit.”
While attending college, I worked evenings at a retail store. On slow nights my co-worker Susan would often sing along with the radio while we did paperwork or restocked merchandise. One evening as the manager was leaving, I expressed my concern to him about our safety, being two women working alone at night.
“Oh, you’ll be fine,” he said, waving of his hand.
“If you see anybody who looks suspicious, just warn him that Susan knows karaoke.”
“Sometimes the fool who rushes in gets the job done.”
Top signs that you are addicted to the Internet:
* Your opening line when meeting people is, “So what’s your e-mail address?”
* Your best friend is someone you’ve never met.
* You see a beautiful sunset, and you half expect to see “Enhanced for Netscape 1.1” on one of the clouds.
* You are overcome with disbelief, anger and finally depressed when you encounter a Web page with no links.
* You feel driven to consult the “Cool Page of the Day” on your wedding day.
* You are driving on a dark and rainy night when you hydroplane on a puddle, sending your car careening toward the flimsy guard rail that separates you from the precipice of a rocky cliff and certain death. You look for the “Back” button.
* You visit “The Really Big Button that Doesn’t Do Anything” again and again and again.
* Your dog has his own Web page
* So does your hamster.
* When you read a magazine, you have an irresistible urge to click on the underlined passages.
A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
At an Easter mass, at which some young ladies were to take their final vows to become nuns, the presiding bishop noticed two rabbis enter the church just before the mass began. They were seated at the back of the sanctuary and insisted on sitting on the right side of the center aisle. The bishop wondered why they had come but didn’t have time to inquire before the mass began.
When it came time for some announcements, his curiosity got the best of him. He announced that he was delighted to see two rabbis in their midst at the mass but was curious as to why they were present at this occasion where the young ladies were to become the “Brides of Christ.”
The eldest of the rabbis slowly rose to his feet and explained, “Family of the Groom.”
The guy put on a set of snow tires; Spring came and they all melted.
A woman is very distressed because she has not been married very long and yet her husband has lost interest in sex. So, she goes to see her doctor and relays the problem. The doctor doesn’t seem worried at all and tells her that it is nothing serious, that her husband has merely lost his animal instincts. The doctor tells her to crumble some dog biscuits on her husband’s cereal every morning without telling him, and little by little this will bring out the savage beast in him. He wishes her good luck and tells her to come back in a week with a progress report.
A week later the woman returns to the doctor, who asks how her husband is. “He’s dead,” she replies. “Dead?” the doctor asked. The woman says, “Yes. He was sitting in the driveway licking himself and I backed over him with the car.
He said: My mother is a typical Jewish mother. Once she was on jury duty. They sent her home. She insisted SHE was guilty.
Not that my wife’s the jealous type or anything, but one day at work, I had taken this temp who was filling in for my secretary to lunch in gratitude for an outstanding job on a very difficult project.
As luck would have it, there was my wife waiting in the office for my return. The temp, who was truly a ravishing beauty said, “Oh, Mrs. Moore, I’m so happy to meet you. I’m your husband’s new secretary.”
Within a single heart beat, my wife quietly intoned, “OH? Really? WERE you???”
People want the front of the bus, the back of the church, and the center of attention.
I was browsing in a souvenir shop when the man next to me struck up a conversation. Just as he was telling me that his wife was getting carried away with her shopping, a brief power shortage caused the lights to flicker overhead.
“Ah,” he sighed loudly…. that must he her checking out now.”
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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