Alison, I've been here at my brother's place for two weeks today and I'm surprised at the way the kids get along somedays and then the next I feel like I should duck for cover. The girl is the oldest at 8 and the boys are 5, 4 and 2 years old. They're a handful when they're being less than the little they can be. No wonder my brother went bald at a young age.
I went and got my hair cut and styled. I got some small things I have been putting off done. I also wrote this and sent it out to my family & friends.
To my Family and Friends,
I have received this e-mail before and everytime I read it touches me more. So I write to you some of my thoughts and someone of the things I have sought.
Life is like a box of chocolates you never no what your going to get, and even if you get one you don't really care for you have a choice, you can go a head and eat it and deal with the nasty taste afterwards or throw it away and get another piece and keep trying until you get a piece you like.
When you are feeling down and blue, my heart goes out to you. When you are happy and smiling, my heart will shine for you. When you need a friend to just vent to, I am here to listen too. When time shifts as they always do, I hope I can count on you.
Don't be like the person in what your about to read, forgive people open your heart to people and tell them you love them instead. It might be to late one day, I hope for your sake it isn't I pray. Don't wait to put off things until tomorrow, for we are all working on time that is borrowed.
I love all my family & friends - hugs & kisses
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 house, 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 brother and sisters, son and daughters, 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.
If you got this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably y, there's someone you care about.
If you're too busy to send this out to other people and you say to yourself that you will send it 'One of these days' , remember that 'One day' is far away... or might never come...
No matter if you're superstitious or not, spend some time reading it. It holds a useful message for the soul.
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The girl is the oldest at 8 and the boys are 5, 4 and 2 years old. They're a handful when they're being less than the little they can be.
No wonder my brother went bald at a young age.
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