Thanks Rol, for this story....
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully
dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably
combed and who is perfectly shaven, even though he is legally
blind, moved in to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing
home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of his tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had
been hung on his window.
"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year old
having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mr. Jones, you haven't even seen the room yet; just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I
like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is
arranged. It's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it.
It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a
choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have
with the parts of my body that no longer work, or I can get out of
bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and
as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the
happy memories I've stored away."
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from it, what
you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in
your bank account of memories!
Thank everyone for being a part of giving you "deposits" for your
I am still depositing.
Remember the five simple rules to being happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Have a nice day....unless you already have plans to do otherwise.