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Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Things we should do.


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 will wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it.

I do not 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 is worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now. I do not know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she would not 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 would li ke to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite food. It is 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 did not 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...
Moreover, 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 is because someone cares for you and because, probably, there is someone you care about.

If you are 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...

I received this via e-mail and just about sumes up where I am in my life right now. Most of you are parably thinking of me and the flu bug and how long it has been sense I have posted on my blog.

I am starting to come around but much slower than I have ever kicked a bug before. The flu coupled with the acid reflux problem and my existing condition has taken its toll on me.

My mind is not clear and my tremors are worse. Sunday I had a paralyses draw up my right hand and it took several minutes of strong messaging to get it to straighten out. This has left my right arm sore and numb from the elbow down. I have also developed a nerves twitch in my face that comes and goes.

I go back to the doctor next week and hope by then to be feeling better and responding better. Right nown I just want to melt away but my desire to fight is much to strong. So my friends the few that do drop by, thank you for you're prayers and thoughts and hang with me as I try to work this out.

My grandpa use to say son, never give up because the going got tuff, suck it up and give am more than they bargained for!

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