Don't take life too seriously.
No one makes it out alive anyway.

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing ho9me in North Platte, Nebraska, it was believed he had nothing left of any value.



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Don't ever forget it.
1. Throw out non essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER - Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. 
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of m
yself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, well not every time. or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement frog that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get older and rounder. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
er, it is easier to be positive. You should care less about what other people think. I don't question myself too much anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong. So, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever,but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it). 



hat house. I thought for sure I would think about different events or happenings in our old house like my children's firsts. I do somet
imes but not as often as I thought. It seems like we have lived here forever. That is how I felt when we came to see this house. I started calling it "my" house from the beginning. I never thought I would live here as my dearest has lived in the country all his life and had no desire to do otherwise. He especially did not want neighbors living so close to us. He also liked the fact that he could go outside in his pj's and no one would see him, unless one of the few cars would drive by.
shame but did rant and rave a bit. I need someone to talk to that is not going to take what I have to say personally and be defensive. I don't feel I need a psychologist, I just need someone to CARE. I have my dearest but he always wants to fix the probem or tells me I should have done or said ...........I do have ONE friend that I can talk to about pretty much everything but I could overload her and then she wouldn't be my friend or maybe would try to avoid me. Hey, maybe that is what she is doing now. I haven't seen her for a while.
window as if to tell me they need water.
As I drank my coffee and saw the big orange bus go by full of excited children, it took me back to some wonderful days. I didn't realize as much as I thought I did, how much I missed those days.
This is Addie. She is 8 years old and is going to start 3rd grade this year. I can't believe what a young lady she had become. She is the only girl in this family and has 3 brothers to help her out every day.
This is Aiden. He is 6 years old and will be 7 in November. He has grown so tall this summer. He is almost as tall as his older brother.
Grandpa's pine cone fight with the boys. They had a great time, laughing and cheering when they hit grandpa. As you can see, there was no lack of ammunition.