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'I Hope You Dance... '

 

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 , children 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.

 

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.

 

 

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance!

 

 

 

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I really like that. My favorite part is "I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the

garden."

My Mom used to go out into the garden and tell me "I picked 5 buckets of weeds and look at all the weeds still there." I don't think she enjoyed the beautiful flowers.

 

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Dusting? I'm not really sure how that is done. I figure "the dust got itself in, it can get itself out"!

I remember a saying that goes "treat your guests like family and treat your family like guests". You can't go wrong by cherishing the people close to you and letting them know how special they are.

As always, the things mentioned above are all part of a journey. As we realize what is of value we lay aside thoughts, habits and fruitless efforts and enjoy the many gifts on hand. God is so good!

Thanks for the reminding us to look for the rainbow.

 

God Bless,

Mother Nature

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  • 1 year later...

Thanks for bringing that back up Granny.. Yep all my old posts are under the name Synn.. Thanks to the glitch when we changed servers!

 

I love that post.. gets me everytime! BTW I love your rockin chair grandma! take care!

 

Dawn (Buttercup) (aka Synn)

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I do like what HazyDaze, whoever that was, said,

Quote:
"I figure "the dust got itself in, it can get itself out"!".

I sure wish it worked that way. smileth6dee1705-2.gif

 

 

 

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