TOMBSTONES DON'T TALK BACK
READ THIS VERY SLOWLY... IT'S PRETTY PROFOUND.
Too many people put off something that brings them joy
just because they haven't thought about it,
don't have it on their schedule,
didn't know it was coming or
are too rigid to depart from their routine.
I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic
who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night
in an effort to cut back.
From then on,
I've tried to be a little more flexible.
How many women out there will eat at home
because their husbands didn't suggest going out to dinner
until after something had been thawed?
Does the word
'refrigeration'
mean nothing to you?
How often have your kids dropped in to talk and
sat in silence
while you watched
'Jeopardy' on television?
I cannot count the times
I called my sister and said,
"How about going to lunch in a half hour?"
She would gas up and stammer,
"I can't.
I have clothes on the line.
My hair is dirty.
I wish I had known yesterday,
I had a late breakfast,
it looks like rain."
And my personal favorite:
"It's Monday."
She died a few years ago.
We never did have lunch together.
Because Americans cram so much into their lives,
we tend to schedule our headaches.
We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves
when all the conditions are perfect!
We'll go back and visit the grandparents
when we get Steve toilet-trained.
We'll entertain
when we replace the living-room carpet.
We'll go on a second honeymoon
when we get two more kids out of college.
Life has a way of accelerating as we get older.
The days get shorter and
the list of promises to ourselves gets longer.
One morning,
we awaken and
all we have to show for our lives
is a litany of
"I'm going to,"
"I plan on," and
"Someday, when things are settled down a bit."
When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend,
she is open to adventure and
available for trips.
She keeps an open mind on new ideas.
Her enthusiasm for life is contagious.
You talk with her for five minutes and
you're ready to trade your bad feet
for a pair of Rollerblades and
skip an elevator for a bungee cord.
My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years.
I love ice cream.
It's just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and
eliminate the digestive process.
The other day, I stopped the car and
bought a triple-decker.
If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home,
I would have died happy.
Now go on and have a nice day.
Do something you WANT to
not something on your SHOULD DO list.
If you were going to die soon and
had only one phone call you could make,
who would you call and
what would you say?
And why are you waiting?
Make sure you read this to the end.
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Have you ever watched kids playing on a
merry-go-round or
listened to the rain lapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or
gazed at the sun into the fading night?
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask,
"How are you?"
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done,
do you lie in your bed
with the next hundred chores
running through your head?
Ever told your child,
"We'll do it tomorrow."
And in your haste,
not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch?
Let a good friendship die?
Just call to say "Hi?"
When you worry and hurry through your day,
it is like an unopened gift thrown away...
Life is not a race.
Take it slower.
Hear the music before the song is over.
Show your friends how much you care.
"Life may not be the party we hoped for,
but while we are here,
we might as well go flying!
Keep well
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