Bank Account

 

This is AWESOME ... something we should all remember.  

 

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock,  

with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing  

home today.  

 

His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting  

patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.  

 

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I  provided a visual description of his tiny room, including  

the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.  

 

I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.    

 

Mr.  Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait..'  

 

'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he 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 theparts 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..  

 

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 bank account.

 

I am still depositing.             

 

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.  

 

 Thanks Shirley