July 26, 2018
Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine. Anthony J. D’Angelo
As my wife and I begin the process of making one of the biggest changes in our 65 years of marriage I find it is not easy to contemplate abandoning the home that has given us so much joy.
Moving to a much smaller living arrangement with many of our needs being taken care of by others is going to be quite an adjustment.
It helps for me to realize that what we have had cannot continue and as I look at what life would be if we stayed where we are our move has be thought of a s a positive step. I look forward to sharing the years ahead with my wife in an environment that makes her life as pleasant as possible.
I look forward to our making new friends as we enjoy our time together. I know one thing there is no value in remorse.
What Am I
I am seldom considered, though I do more to influence everything about you than virtually any one thing in your life. I often control the time you get up in the morning, the time you go to sleep, what you eat and drink and the very thought that runs through your head. I can make you either happy or sad, loving or hateful, cheerful or remorseful, congenial or spiteful and in doing so, control the very capacity that you have for success.
No, you don’t often think of me instead you BLAME the problem I create on the shortcoming of others, or the state of the economy, or your family or a million other reasons. Often at times unable to find anyone else to BLAME you look for shortcomings within yourself on which to lay the BLAME.
When my impact on your life fully is considered in your every thought and action, when you are mindful of my awesome power, when you nurture and groom me for positive use in your life, I can become more contagious than the most prolific disease ever witnessed by man. My influence will spread to every person you come in contact with.
Groomed and nurtured in a positive manner there will be no person or obstacle that can stand in the way of my success or fail to be impacted for the better.
‘I Am Your Attitude’
Life is a shipwreck but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats.
Jimmie, an 80-year-old gentleman, retired to Florida after his wife of 58 years had passed away. He was quite alone in the world and longed for companionship. One day, as he was walking through a public park, he spied what he considered to be a very pretty silver-haired lady sitting alone on a park bench. Getting his nerve up, he approached the lady and asked graciously, “Pardon me, ma’am, but may I sit here with you.”
The silver-haired Marcia looked up to see a distinguished looking white-haired gentleman and replied, “Why certainly,” and scooted over gently to give him room to sit down.
For the next two hours the two sat and talked about everything. They discovered that they came from the same part of the country, liked the same big band music, voted for the same presidential candidates, had had long happy marriages and lost their spouses in the last year, and in general agreed about almost everything.
Finally, the old gentleman cleared his throat and asked sheepishly, “Ma’am, may I ask you two questions?”
With great anticipation Marcia replied, “Why certainly!”
The old gentleman removed a handkerchief from his coat pocket and spread it out on the ground before her. He very gingerly got down on one knee and looked her softly in the eyes. “Marcia, I know we’ve only known each other for a couple of hours, but we have so much in common. I feel I have known you all my life. Will you marry me and be my wife?”
Marcia grabbed at Jimmie’s hands and said, “Why, yes, I will marry you!
You have made me so very happy!” She reached over and kissed him gently on the cheek. Then Marcia said, “You said you had two questions to ask me. What is the second question?”
Jimmie scratched his neck and said, “Will you help me get up?”
Our lives begin to end the day we start becoming silent about things that matter.
“The Five Stages of Life”
To Grow Up
To Fill Out
To Slim Down
To Hold It In
To Hell With It
A priest was given the job of hearing the confessions of an order of monks. The priest returned to his parish that night and complained to one of the nuns about how long each of the monks took to enumerate all of their sins.
“Oh Father,” said the nun. “It couldn’t have been that bad.”
The priest replied, “Oh it was worse than you can imagine. It was like being stoned to death with popcorn.”
Funny, I don’t remember being absent minded.
The kindergarten class had settled down to its coloring books. Willie came up to the teacher’s desk and said, “Miss Francis, I ain’t got no crayons.”
“Willie,” Miss Francis said, “you mean, “I don’t have any crayons.’ You don’t have any crayons. We don’t have any crayons. They don’t have any crayons. Do you see what I’m getting at?”
“Not really,” Willie said, “What happened to all them crayons?”
The doctor explains to Abe that he would be able to resume his sex life as soon as he could climb two flights of stairs without becoming winded.
Abe listens attentively and then says, “What if I look for the women who live on the ground floor?”
You can awaken each day to obligations you never chose, or you can decide today to choose them.
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