One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon-instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.
As I look back on my life I realize that I have much to be thankful for. My wife, my children and the times we spent together as the kids were growing up has filled a memory book with happy moments. I have visited many countries around the world encountering good people that provided pleasing instants to remember. I have been fortunate enough to have worked with and met numerous special people who enhanced my life through their friendships,
I just wish as I look back that I had appreciated and savored each moment more than I often did. But generally I realized throughout my life that what I did have was worth enjoying. Thank goodness that I realize that even now my life is good. I hope you appreciate your experiences as well.
Here is a story that I like, it reminds me of how important it is that we recognize our valuable moments.
The Best Time Of My Life
by Joe Kemp
It was June 15, and in two days I would be turning thirty. I was insecure about entering a new decade of my life and feared that my best years were now behind me. My daily routine included going to the gym for a workout before going to work. Every morning I would see my friend Nicholas at the gym. He was seventy-nine years old and in terrific shape. As I greeted Nicholas on this particular day, he noticed I wasn’t full of my usual vitality and asked if there was anything wrong. I told him I was feeling anxious about turning thirty. I wondered how I would look back on my life once I reached Nicholas’s age, so I asked him, “What was the best time of your life?”
Without hesitation, Nicholas replied, “Well, Joe, this is my philosophical answer to your philosophical question:
“When I was a child in Austria and everything was taken care of for me and I was nurtured by my parents, that was the best time of my life.
“When I was going to school and learning the things I know today, that was the best time of my life.
“When I got my first job and had responsibilities and got paid for my efforts, that was the best time of my life.
“When I met my wife and fell in love, that was the best time of my life.
“The Second World War came, and my wife and I had to flee Austria to save our lives. When we were together and safe on a ship bound for North America, that was the best time of my life.
“When we came to Canada and started a family, that was the best time of my life.
“When I was a young father, watching my children grow up, that was the best time of my life.
“And now, Joe, I am seventy-nine years old. I have my health, I feel good and I am in love with my wife just as I was when we first met. This is the best time of my life.”
Each day is a new canvas to paint upon. Make sure your picture is full of life and happiness, and at the end of the day you don’t look at it and wish you had painted something different.
You might be from Las Vegas If…..
* – You no longer associate bridges with water.
* – You can say 110 degrees without fainting.
* – You can make instant sun tea.
* – You learn that a seat belt makes a good branding iron.
* – The temperature drops below 85, and you feel a bit chilled.
* – You discover you can get a sunburn through your car window.
* – You notice the best parking place is determined by shade, not distance.
* – Hot water comes out of both taps.
* – You actually burn your hand opening the car door.
* – No one would dream of putting vinyl upholstery in a car or not having air conditioning.
* – You realize that asphalt has a liquid state.
More and more these days I find myself pondering on how to reconcile my net income with my gross habits.
John Kirk Nelson
In a little town, tucked into the woods and far from the main roads, the Jews were afraid that the Messiah would come and pass them by. They decided to build a tower on the outskirts of town, and appointed one of the town’s beggars to serve there as watchman. If the Messiah should come, the watchman would give him directions to the town.
One day a stranger approached the tower, and the watchman came down to greet him. “What are you doing here in the middle of the forest?” asked the stranger.
“I sit on top of the tower and wait for the Messiah,” answered the watchman.
“How do you like your job?” the stranger asked. “I’m sure it doesn’t pay very much.”
“That’s true,” answered the watchman. “But it’s steady work.”
My friend admitted she was forty but she didn’t say when.
A lady was taking her time browsing through everything at a yard sale and said to the homeowner, “My husband is going to be very angry when he finds out I stopped at a yard sale.”
“I’m sure he’ll understand when you tell him about all the bargains,” the homeowner replied.
“Normally, yes,” the lady said. “But he just broke his leg, and he’s waiting for me to take him to the hospital to have it set.”
We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons.
Alfred E. Newman
Shortly after reporting to the 101st Airborne Division, we were ordered to fall out in our dress uniforms. Only problem was, I didn’t know how to tie a necktie. So I asked the guy in the next bunk for help.
“Sure,” he said. “Lie down.”
Confused, I lay down on the bunk and he tied my tie.
“Sorry, but this is the only way I know how,” he said. “comes from practicing on my father’s clients.”
“What does your father do?”
“He’s a mortician.”
“My luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetery, people would stop dying.”
“So, Mr. Clark,” the doctor says to one of his patients, “I see by your chart that you’ve been recommended for dismissal. Do you have any idea what you might do once you’re released?”
The patient thinks for a moment, then replies, “Well, I went to school for mechanical engineering. That’s still a good field, good money there. But on the other hand, I thought I might write a book about my experience here in the hospital, what it’s like to be a patient here. People might be interested in reading a book like that. In addition, I thought I might go back to college and study art history, which I’ve grown interested in lately.”
Dr. Leroy nods and says, “Yes, those all sound like intriguing possibilities.”
The patient replies, “And the best part is, in my spare time, I can go on being a teapot.”
At the end of your life, you will never regret not having passed one more test, not winning one more verdict, or not closing one more deal. You will regret time not spent with a husband, a friend, a child, or a parent.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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