Let's
Dance
READ THIS VERY
SLOWLY... And think about it . . .
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 women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at
dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back on calories. From
then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible. How many women
out there will eat at home because their husband 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 gasp 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 North
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; you will understand why
I sent this to you.
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.
To those I have
sent this link to... I cherish our friendship
and
appreciate all you do.
"Life may not be the party we hoped for... but
while we are here we might as well dance!
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