Ray's musings and humor

Now is the time

Ray’s Daily

December 6, 2018

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In the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took.

Frasier Krane

don't wait

One of the realities of living in a Senior Living Facility is the frequent reminder that our lives are only temporary. Each week someone either has to move to where they can be taken care of or succumb to a life ending event.

The constant reminder of our mortality is a great motivator to invest in enjoying the days we have left. The answer to the question, if not now, when, quickly turns into never. Far too many uf us fail to turn our dreams into reality, everyday losing another chance for a happy experience.

I may do something silly or foolish but I don’t care. It is never too late to be who you want to be if you have the courage to be yourself.

Here is a story that is a great reminder that the answer we need to give is I’ll do it now.

Take Hold of Every Moment

Author Unknown

A friend of mine opened his wife’s underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package: “This, – he said – isn’t any ordinary package.” He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box. “She got this the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago. She has never put it on. Was saving it for a special occasion.

Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral parlor; his wife had just died. He turned to me and said:

“Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion”.

I still think those words changed my life. Now I read more and clean less. I sit on the porch without worrying about anything. I spend more time with my family, and less at work. I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through. I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day. I’ll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if i feel like it. I don’t save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to. The words “Someday…” and “One Day…” are fading away from my dictionary. If it’s worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.

I don’t know what my friend’s wife would have done if she knew she wouldn’t be there the next morning, this nobody can tell. I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.

She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I’d like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite food. It’s these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come. I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters that i wanted to write “One of these days”. I would regret and feel sad, because I didn’t say to my brothers and sons, not times enough at least, how much I love them.

Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives. And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day. Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.

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Finally, we’ve learned why Webster compiled the dictionary. Every morning at breakfast, he’d sit down and talk to the wife for a few minutes. As soon as he said something, she’d say, “Now what’s that supposed to mean?”

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A keen sense of humor helps us to overlook the unbecoming, understand the unconventional, tolerate the unpleasant, overcome the unexpected, and outlast the unbearable.”

Billy Graham

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Two women are talking in a coffee shop when one says, “You know, there were very few things that upset my ex-husband.”

“Really?” asks the other woman.

“Yes, and it makes me feel rather special to have been one of them.”

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Last year I got my wife a Christmas gift that left her speechless. In fact, she didn’t speak to me for three weeks.

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An avid duck hunter was in the market for a new bird dog. His search ended when he found a dog that could actually walk on water to retrieve a duck. Shocked by his find, he was sure none of his friends would ever believe him. He decided to try to break the news to a friend of his, a pessimist by nature, and invited him to hunt with him and his new dog.

As they waited by the shore, a flock of ducks flew by. They fired, and a duck fell. The dog responded and jumped into the water. However, he did not sink but instead walked across the water to retrieve the bird, never getting more than his paws wet.

The friend saw everything but did not say a single word.

On the drive home the hunter asked his friend, “Did you notice anything unusual about my new dog?”

“I sure did,” responded his friend. “He can’t swim.”

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Better by far that you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.

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Seven year old Susie went to her dad, who was working in the yard, and asked, “Daddy, what’s sex?”  He thought, well, is she interested in this already? Then he decided that if she was old enough to ask the question, then she was old enough to get a straight answer. He proceeded to tell her all about the birds and the bees, embellished with a simple but thorough discussion of what he thought she should know, including discreet references to body parts.  When he finished explaining, Susie stood there looking at him with her mouth hanging open.

Her father asked, “Why did you ask this question?”

“Oh,” Susie replied. “Mommy just told me to come outside and find you and tell you that dinner would be ready in a couple of secs.”

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Death to all fanatics!

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A business executive injured his leg skiing one weekend. By the time he got home Sunday, the leg was very swollen and he was having difficulty walking, so he called his physician at his home.  The doctor told him to soak it in hot water.  He tried soaking it in hot water but the leg became more swollen and more painful.

His maid saw him limping and said, “I don’t know, I’m only a maid, but I always thought it was better to use cold water, not hot, for swelling.” He tried switching to cold water, and the swelling rapidly subsided.

On Monday morning he called his Dr.  again to complain.  “Say Doc, what kind of a doctor are you anyway?  You told me to soak my leg in hot water and it got worse.  My maid told me to use cold water and it got better.”

“Really?” answered the doctor, “I don’t understand it – my maid said hot water.”

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Learn to enjoy every minute of your life. Be happy now. Don’t wait for something outside of yourself to make you happy in the future. Think how really precious is the time you have to spend, whether it’s at work or with your family. Every minute should be enjoyed and savored.

Earl Nightingale

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

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