March 23, 2021
Only I can change my life. No one can do it for me.
As I have aged my world has become smaller, I still morn the plight of the millions who suffer each day as well as the loss of so many epidemic victums this past year. But I now live in my own world where I no longer face the challenges of the past. It is not that I have given up, it is because I no longer have the capacity to do what I once did.
I keep my current life as positive as I can. I don’t argue with those who disagree with me, I avoid the cynics and gravatite to those who chose to be happy. I do what I can for my wife and friends as we deal with the aging process. I find the following piece a good reminder that we should never give up.
There is a special place in life, that needs my humble skill, a certain job I’m meant to do, which no one else can fulfil.
The time will be demanding and the pay is not too good and yet I wouldn’t change it for a moment – even if I could.
There is a special place in life, a goal I must attain, a dream that I must follow, because I won’t be back again.
There is a mark that I must leave, however small it seems to be, a legacy of love for those who follow after me.
There is a special place in life, that only I may share, a little path that bears my name, awaiting me somewhere.
There is a hand that I must hold, a word that I must say, a smile that I must give for there are tears to blow away.
There is a special place in life that I was meant to fill, a sunny spot where flowers grow upon a windy hill.
There’s always a tomorrow and the best is yet to be, and somewhere in this world, I know there is a place for me.
I dont want to hear the words “NOT POSSIBLE” they dont exist in my world
Rayvon L Browne
* He wears the pants in the house – under his apron.
* He has two chances of winning an argument with her – slim and none.
* She leads a double life – hers and his.
* He comes right out and says what she tells him to think.
* She doesn’t have to raise the roof; all she has to do is raise an eyebrow.
* He always has the last word – he says, “I apologize.”
* The last big decision she let him make was whether to wash or to dry.
* He married her for her looks, but not the kind he’s getting now.
A new survey shows most American teens are spending a lot more time with their parents.
That’s because in this economy, they’re all working weekends together at McDonald’s.
How old is…. Grandma? Stay with this — the answer is at the end — it will blow you away…
One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.
The Grandma replied, “Well, let me think a minute, I was born, before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill.
There were no credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. Man had not invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers, and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and man had yet to walk on the moon.
Your Grandfather and I got married first and then lived together.
Every family had a father and a mother.
Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, “Sir”- – and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, “Sir.”
We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.
Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong, and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.
Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.
Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.
Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.
Time-sharing! Meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends — not purchasing condominiums.
We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.
We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President’s speeches on our radios.
If you saw anything with ‘Made in Japan’ on it, it was junk.
The term ‘making out’ referred to how you did on your school exam.
Pizza Hut, McDonald’s, Starbucks, and instant coffee were unheard of.
We had 5 &10-cent store where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.
Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.
If you wanted to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail one letter and two postcards.
You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.
In my day, “grass” was mowed, “coke” was a cold drink, “pot” was something your mother cooked in, and “rock music” was your grandmother’s lullaby.
“Aids” were helpers in the Principal’s office, “chip” meant a piece of wood, “hardware” was found in a hardware store, and “software” wasn’t even a word.
And we were the last generation to actually believe that a woman needed a husband
to have a baby.
No wonder people call us”old and confused” and say there is a Generation gap….. and how old do you think I am ???…..
Read on to see — Pretty scary if you think about it, and rather sad at the same time.
Grandma was born in 1946 .
Men who are getting on in years should console themselves with the thought that when they get too old to set bad examples, they can always start giving advice!
It was a beautiful wedding, but the mother of the bride seemed to be taking it too hard. Right after the ceremony, an old friend came up to console her. “Don’t cry,” said the friend. “They say girls marry men like their fathers.”
“I’ve heard that too,” said the mother. “That’s why I’m crying!”
I have my standards. They may be low, but I have them.
The tiresome jury selection process continued, each side hotly contesting and dismissing potential jurors. Don O’Brian was called for his question session.
“Yes, I am, Your Honor.”
“Married or single?”
“Married for twenty years, Your Honor.”
“Formed or expressed an opinion?”
“Not in twenty years, Your Honor.”
“I’ve make my own world; not for others. It is that place when I often get tired in this worldliness; I can take a power nap & boost up myself again for satisfying myself only. Just like a temple where we can feel the peace but again we go back to our own businesses.”
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