>This was written by an 83-year-old woman to her friend.
>
>*The last line says it all. *
>
>Dear Bertha,
>
>I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the yard and admiring
>the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more
>time with my family and friends and less time working.
>
>Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not
>to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
>
>I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every
>special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the
>first Amaryllis blossom.
>
>I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I
>can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries. I'm not saving my
>good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the
>hardware store and tellers at the bank.
>
>"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary.
>If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it
>now
>
>I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be
>here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would
>have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called
>a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I
>like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for
>whatever their favorite food was.
>
>I'm guessing; I'll never know.
>
>It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my
>hours were limited. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I
>intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my
>husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying
>very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add
>laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes,
>tell myself that it is special.
>
>Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.
>
>If you received this, it is because someone cares for you. If you're too
>busy to take the few minutes that it takes right now to forward this,
>would it be the first time you didn't do the little thing that would make
>a difference in your relationships? I can tell you it certainly won't be
>the last.
>
>Take a few minutes to send this to a few people you care about, just to
>let them know that you're thinking of them.
>
>"People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't
>need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there."
>Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as
>well dance
>
>
>
>
>
>
>Home
>
>
>
>
>
>
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>
>*The last line says it all. *
>
>Dear Bertha,
>
>I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting in the yard and admiring
>the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more
>time with my family and friends and less time working.
>
>Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not
>to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
>
>I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every
>special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the
>first Amaryllis blossom.
>
>I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I
>can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries. I'm not saving my
>good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the
>hardware store and tellers at the bank.
>
>"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary.
>If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it
>now
>
>I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be
>here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would
>have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called
>a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I
>like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for
>whatever their favorite food was.
>
>I'm guessing; I'll never know.
>
>It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my
>hours were limited. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I
>intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my
>husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying
>very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add
>laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes,
>tell myself that it is special.
>
>Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.
>
>If you received this, it is because someone cares for you. If you're too
>busy to take the few minutes that it takes right now to forward this,
>would it be the first time you didn't do the little thing that would make
>a difference in your relationships? I can tell you it certainly won't be
>the last.
>
>Take a few minutes to send this to a few people you care about, just to
>let them know that you're thinking of them.
>
>"People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't
>need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there."
>Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as
>well dance
>
>
>
>
>
>
>Home
>
>
>
>
>
>
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