I have the tendency of saving things for "special occasions", always with 'just-in-case' excuse....
"I'll wear that new dress at least once", "use that new bedsheets", "take out that dinner sets" etc, etc, etc...
but, I still have "new" things somewhere in the house.
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"I'll wear that new dress at least once", "use that new bedsheets", "take out that dinner sets" etc, etc, etc...
but, I still have "new" things somewhere in the house.
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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.'
'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 parlour – 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 in the garden 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'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if I feel like it
I don't 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's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.
I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't 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'd like to think she would go out for a Chinese, her favourite food.
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special. Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one.
'One day' is far away... or might never come...
It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special. Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one.
'One day' is far away... or might never come...
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