A nice story..
The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each
morning by eight oclock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup
perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home
today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move
necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she
smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker
to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the
eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. I love it, she stated with
the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new
puppy.
Mrs. Jones, you havent seen the room
. just wait.
That doesnt have anything to do with it, she replied. Happiness is
something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesnt
depend on how the furniture is arranged, its how I arrange my mind. I already
decided to love it. Its 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 get out of bed and be
thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open
Ill focus on the new day and all the happy memories Ive stored away, just
for this time in my life.
She went on to explain, Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from
what youve put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of
happiness in the bank account of memories. Thank you for your part in filling
my Memory bank. I am still depositing.
And with a smile, she said: Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less :loveyou:
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