September 3, 2018
Happiness is the best medicine.
Today is Labor Day, a national holiday in my country. While we have taken possession of our apartment in the Senior Living Facility we will not move in until the end of next week. It is close to where we live now so we already have had a few meals there which were very good. Today they are having a cook out for the residents that we will attend, I always like a good barbecue,
I have got rid of more than half of my clothes and still have more that I need. I am looking forward to having less. The list of things to do, address changes and the like is daunting but with the help of my oldest daughter we are starting to get things done.
Here is a reminder that I just reread, seems appropriate for my wife and me as we enter the next phase of our life together.
A Lesson in Life
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or bad luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, if they be events, illnesses or relationships, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere.
If someone hurts you, betrays you , or breaks you heart, forgive them. For they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to who you open your heart to.
If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you would have never seen or felt without them.
Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again.
Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you either.
You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life and then go out and live it.
If you find some happiness inside yourself, you’ll start finding it in lot of other places, too.
For Those who Reed and Right
We’ll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes; but the plural of ox became oxen not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice; yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men, why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen?
If I spoke of my foot and show you my feet, and I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that, and three would be those, yet hat in the plural would never be hose, and the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren, but though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, but imagine the feminine, she, shis and shim.
Let’s face! It! – English is a crazy language.
Your future depends on many things, but mostly on you.
A Texan was taking a taxi tour of London and was in a hurry. As they went by the Tower of London the cabbie explained what it was and that construction of it started in 1346 and was completed in 1412.
The Texan replied, “Shoot, a little ol’ tower like that? In Houston we’d have that thing up in two weeks!”
Next they passed the House of Parliament – started in 1544 and completed in 1618.
“Well, boy, we put up a bigger one than that in Dallas and it only took a year!”
As they passed Westminister Abbey the cabbie was silent.
“Whoah! What’s that over there?” asked the Texan.
Replies the cabbie, scratching his head. . . .”Now that, I don’t know; it sure wasn’t there yesterday!”
I don’t have a big ego, I’m way too cool for that.
A guy was driving down a road and he ran out of gas. He went to the nearest house to ask for help. As soon as the owner opened the door, it started to pour, so the guy asked to stay overnight. The owner said, “OK, but if you see a monster in the garage, whatever you do, don’t touch it.” The man went up to the guestroom, but he was too curious. He went down to the garage and saw the huge ugly monster. He decided to see what it would do if he threw a rock at it or made faces. He did both but nothing happened.
So the man went and touched the monster. Up the monster jumped and chased the man all over the country. When the man got to a cliff, he thought he was going to die, so he rolled up in a tiny ball. When the monster arrived, he touched the man and said, “You’re it!”
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
William Arthur Ward
Johnny was late coming home from his Cub Scout den meeting. His mother was worried about his tardiness and vastly relieved when he arrived. “Johnny!” she yelled at him, “how come you are so late getting home?”
“Couldn’t help it, Ma. We were helping a little old lady across the street.” “How nice. But that shouldn’t have delayed you this late!”
“Well, Ma, it’s like this. She didn’t much want to go.”
A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.
A tourist from the city was visiting a quaint country village, and got talking to an old man in the local pub. “And have you lived here all your life, sir?” asked the tourist.
And the old man, with a wise look, said, “Not yet.”
The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one does.
James M. Barrie
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