A Single Generosity Enlarges the World.
Mary Anne Radmacher
I hope you enjoyed the last few days. For some it was their Christmas celebration for others the beginning of Hanukah, and I hope for all a period free of animosity and filled with good spirit. My wife and I spent Christmas day with our chidren, grandchildren and our great-grandson. Of course we also had the extended members of our family, spouses and loved ones who are all greatly appreciated.
It is not often that we get to see most everyone at one time so when the clan gathers here in Indianapolis it helps us to realize how much we have been blessed the good people they all have become. Now that the parties are over we have been able to spend some quiet time warmed by the gift of love offered by those dear to us over the last few days.
Now we get ready to begin another year, we are moving slower these days but we still look forward to what lies ahead. My wife and I have been partners for more than six decades and I continue to be grateful for having her to walk with me in both the good and bad times.
Here are some lifestyles quotes I have saved that can help keep the future positive.
Thoughts For The Day
- Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
- A sharp tongue can cut your own throat.
- If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn’t oversleep.
- Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.
- The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.
- The heaviest thing you can carry is a grudge.
- One thing you can give and still keep…is your word.
- You lie the loudest when you lie to yourself
- If you lack the courage to start, you have already finished.
- Ideas won’t work unless ‘You’ do.
- Your mind is like a parachute…it functions only when open.
- The 10 commandments are not a multiple choice.
- The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime!
- It is never too late to become what you might have been.
- Life is too short to wake up with regrets.
- So love the people who treat you right, and forget about the ones who don’t.
- Believe everything happens for a reason.
- If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it.
- Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.
- Friends are like balloons; once you let them go, you might not get them back.
- Sometimes we are so caught up in who’s right and who’s wrong that we forget what’s right and wrong.
We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.
She said, “I think Santa Claus is a woman.”
I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth, but I believe he’s a she. Think about it. Christmas is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy, nurturing, social deal, and I have a tough time believing a guy could possibly pull it all off.
For starters, the vast majority of men don’t even think about selecting gifts until Christmas Eve. Once at the mall, they always seem surprised to find only Ronco products, socket wrench sets, and mood rings left on the shelves. On this count alone, I’m convinced Santa is a woman.
Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe would wake up Christmas morning to find a rotating musical Chia Pet under the tree, still in the bag. Another problem for a he-Santa would be getting there.
First of all, there would be no reindeer because they would all be dead, gutted, and strapped on to the rear bumper of the sleigh amid wide-eyed, desperate claims that buck season had been extended.
Blitzen’s rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist. Even if the male Santa DID have reindeer, he’d still have transportation problems because he would inevitably get lost up there in the snow and clouds and then refuse to stop and ask for directions.
Other reasons why Santa can’t possibly be a man: Men can’t pack a bag.
Men would rather be dead than caught wearing red velvet.
Men would feel their masculinity is threatened – having to be seen with all those elves.
Men don’t answer their mail.
Men would refuse to allow their physique to be described, even in jest, as anything remotely resembling a “bowl full of jelly.”
Men aren’t interested in stockings unless somebody’s wearing them.
Having to do the Ho Ho Ho thing would seriously inhibit their ability to pick up women.
Finally, being responsible for Christmas would require a commitment.
I can buy the fact that other mythical holiday characters are men:
Father Time shows up once a year unshaven and looking ominous. Definite guy.
Cupid flies around carrying weapons.
Uncle Sam is a politician who likes to point fingers.
Any one of these individuals could pass the testosterone-screening test. But not St. Nick. Not a chance.
After all is said and done, usually more is said than done.
Some signs of our time:
In a New York restaurant: “Customers who consider our waitresses uncivil ought to see the manager.”
In a Los Angeles dance hall: “Good clean dancing every night but Sunday.”
In a Florida maternity ward: “No children allowed.”
In the offices of a loan company: “Ask about our plans for owning your home.”
In a New York medical building: “Mental Health Prevention Center”
On a New York convalescent home: “For the sick and tired of the Episcopal Church.”
On a Maine shop: “Our motto is to give our customers the lowest possible prices, and workmanship.”
The next time you feel like complaining, remember: Your garbage disposal probably eats better than thirty percent of the people in this world.
A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband one morning.
Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen. “Careful…CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You’re cooking too many at once. Too MANY!
Turn them over. Turn them over NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD!
Where are we going to get more BUTTER!? Great! Now they’re going to STICK! Careful…CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You never listen to me when you’re cooking! NEVER! Turn them over! Hurry UP! Are you crazy? Have you lost your MIND? Don’t forget to salt them. You KNOW you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. The SALT! Use the SALT!”
His wife just stared at him. “What in the hell is the matter with you? You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?”
The husband calmly replied, “I wanted to show you what it feels like to have you sitting next to me when I’m driving.”
Keep all special thoughts and memories for lifetimes to come. Share these keepsakes with others to inspire hope and build from the past, which can bridge to the future.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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