TAKE HOLD OF EVERY MOMENT

I surprised my long time friend Carmina last Sunday with bouquet of flowers and dinner. It is because her birthday always falls on church fasting week and I want to make it extra special after fast so she can remember it. No woman can resist a nice bouquet of flowers, with ribbons, you know the works.

Just as I love flowers, I love packages and boxes of different colors. Just like life has its own way of giving me surprises for me to unveil.

I am in the middle of something new. Though I miss my old team terribly, I really enjoyed them. I'm a firm believer of living the now believing it is God's Will for you so I recognize and love what I have at present. The worst is when I love and gets attached to it so much it is hard to move on.

Yet I still embrace my new team now and love them. SO everyday it is a matter or enjoying and living each moment to the full and by the end of the day, all I have are good memories.


Rose wrote me this and I want to be reminded of this all the time.


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'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 Chinese, her favorite food. It's 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... letters that I wanted to write "One of these days".
I would regret and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brothers and sons,
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.

And, on each morning, i admire the beauty of the day. I would not with hold love and good words because i may no get that opportunity back.....



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