Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.
As I reported earlier the Kiwanis International 100th Anniversary convention was held in my city last week. It was a five day event filled with learning, service and entertainment opportunities. The convention included representatives of all the Kiwanis family of clubs from the youth clubs to the clubs serving the retired. Unfortunately some of the activities were limited due to the rain that has been plaguing our city recently, in fact I was wondering if we should not have had an arc building service project since even more is on the way in the days ahead.
This was an event I was looking forward to for months. Not only was I going to get an update on the good works being done around the globe, I was also going to renew old friendships with Kiwanis leaders, folks I had served with when I was on staff working with our members and UNICEF on our organizations first worldwide service project that has been called one of the greatest public health successes of all time.
Unfortunately my body was not up to the task and I had to leave the convention after spending only a few hours on Thursday after attending three short sessions. The long walk from the place I had to park to the convention exhibit area had taken its toll. At 11 AM I was already worn out and had to slowly return to my car and go home to bed. I only got to see a few of my old friends and missed many more. I received a number of e-mails wondering where I was but a scheduled medical procedure and low energy kept me from any other Kiwanis activities. It worked out that with my registration fees and a few other convention related expenses I paid more than three hundred dollars to not get to see everyone I wanted to meet.
I have discovered as we age we must learn to live with our own realities. While I was disappointed that things did not work out as I had planned, I did get to put in an appearance, I did get to greet some valued old friends and I was able to go when so many of my contemporaries have passed on or are too infirm to do much. So life goes on as it always does, the world did not end and my day to day life continues to satisfy and that isn’t bad.
Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality.
It can buy a House But not a Home
It can buy a Bed But not Sleep
It can buy a Clock But not Time
It can buy you a Book But not Knowledge
It can buy you a Position But not Respect
It can buy you Medicine But not Health
It can buy you Blood But not Life
It can buy you Sex But not Love
So you see, money isn’t everything. And it often causes pain and suffering. I tell you all this because I am your Friend. I am your Friend, and as your Friend, I want to take away your pain and suffering… So send me all your money and I will suffer for you.
Your temper is one of your most valuable possessions. Don’t lose it.
George set out on a very windy night to see his friend Sam, who was sick in bed. Hours later, George dragged his weary body into Sam’s house, and collapsed on the couch, exhausted. “I’ll tell you,” George said, when he had caught his breath, “it was just brutal. For every step I took forward, I fell back two.”
“So how did you ever make it over here?” Sam asked.
“Well,” George replied, “after a while I decided to give up, so I turned around and headed for home.”
I miss our phone calls. But it seems like ever since you got Caller ID you’re never home.
She said, you know it’s a bad date when:
You order a Double Whopper and he says, “Hey, my name ain’t Rockefeller, honey!”
You’ve never heard someone speak with such passion about an ant farm.
Your dinner reservations are under, “Loser, party of 2.”
Calls to tell you he’ll pick you up, just as soon as the stand off with the police is over.
He’s been on Jerry Springer, twice.
“Few things are harder to put up with than a good example.”
A fellow stopped at a rural gas station and, after filling his tank, he paid the bill and bought a soft drink. As he stood by his car to drink his cola, he watched a couple of men working along the roadside.
One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other man came along behind and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was about 25 feet behind filling in the old. The men worked right past the fellow with the soft drink and went on down the road.
“I can’t stand this,” said the man, tossing the can in a trash container and heading down the road toward the men.
“Hold it, hold it,” he said to the men. “Can you tell me what’s going on here with this digging?”
“Well, we work for the county,” one of the men said.
“But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You’re not accomplishing anything. Aren’t you wasting the county’s money?”
“You don’t understand, mister,” one of the men said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow.
“Normally there’s three of us … me, Rodney and Mike. I dig the hole, Rodney sticks in the tree and Mike here puts the dirt back. Now just because Rodney’s sick, that don’t mean that Mike and me can’t work.”
Life’s golden age is when the kids are too old to need baby-sitters and too young to borrow the family car.
A woman went to doctors office. She was seen by one of the new doctors, but after about 4 minutes in the examination room, she burst out, screaming as she ran down the hall. An older doctor stopped and asked her what the problem was, and she explained.
He had her sit down and relax in another room.
The older doctor marched back to the first and demanded, “What’s the matter with you? Mrs. Terry is 63 years old, she has four grown children and seven grandchildren, and you told her she was *pregnant*?”
The new doctor smiled smugly as he continued to write on his clipboard. “Cured her hiccups though, didn’t I?
In a fight between you and the world, back the world.
At the banquet of their 25th wedding anniversary, Tom was asked to give his friends a brief account of the benefits of a marriage of such long duration.
“Tell us, Tom, just what is it you have learned from all those wonderful years with your wife?”
Tom responds, “Well, I’ve learned that marriage is the best teacher of all. It teaches you loyalty, forbearance, meekness, self-restraint, forgiveness and a great many other qualities you wouldn’t have needed if you’d stayed single!
There’s no remaking reality… Just take it as it comes. Hold your ground and take it as it comes. There’s no other way.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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