Not Saving a Thing

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 at work.

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 my deceased friends would've done had they known that

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 wife/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, I tell myself that it is special.

Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.

(Author: Unknown to Me)

Food for Thought

"People say true friends must always hold hands,

but true friends don't need

to hold hands because they know the other

hand will always be there."

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To My Friend

Ken from Texas

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