Each Day Is A Gift

The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each
morning by eight o'clock, 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 haven't seen the room .... just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. "Happiness is
something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't
depend on how the furniture is arranged, it's how I arrange my mind. I already
decided to love it. It's 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 I'll focus on the
new day and all the happy memories I've 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
you've 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.

(Author Unknown)
Shalom till Monday!
Anina