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45 Life Lessons, written by a 90 year old…

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.

3. Life is too short not to enjoy it.

4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and family will.

5. Don’t buy stuff you don’t need.

6. You don’t have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.

7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.

8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.

9. Save for things that matter.

10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.

12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.

13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.

15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye… But don’t worry; God never blinks.

16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful.  Clutter weighs you down in many ways.

18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.

19. It’s never too late to be happy.  But it’s all up to you and no one else.

20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.

21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

22. Overprepare, then go with the flow.

23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.

24. The most important sex organ is the brain.

25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.

26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words, ‘In five years, will this matter?’

27. Always choose Life.

28. Forgive but don’t forget.

29. What other people think of you is none of your business.

30. Time heals almost everything. Give Time time.

31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

33. Believe in miracles.

34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.

35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.

37. Your children get only one childhood.

38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.

39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d
grab ours back.

41. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have, not what you think you need.

42. The best is yet to come…

43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

44. Yield.

45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.

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And I dream…

And i dream…!

When the night comes
 ‘n eyes become heavy
Sleep becomes me
 ‘n I dream

I dream of the sea
Which is a perfect blue
The tide is gentle as to not disturb
The sun glistening off it

I dream of a field
With all the flowers in full bloom
The soft folds of the roses displaying a
Ravishing red hue

I dream of a forest
It is only the greenest of greens
Birds chirp cheerfully as
The wind barely rustles the leaves

I dream of a symphony
Conducted by incalculable emotion
Each note rising into a cacophony
Of sheer joy ‘n elation

I dream of the universe
Whose splendours is boundless ‘n timeless
Where the stars ‘n the sun unite to form
Magnificence.

I dream of you
Whose exquisiteness puts all of
Nature to shame
Whose soul is more intricate
Than any symphony
Whose compassion is more infinite
Than time itself
Whose love burns brighter
Than all the stars combined.

While I sleep, ‘n I dream…!

Will you marrry me….?

Will you marry me…?

I love the way you hold my hands- so nice ‘n soft ‘n slow.
Your roughened thumbs caress my skin still smooth, ‘n youthful too.

But beauty fades, ‘n passion dims; Time weathers every hand.
These sweet, soft hands, so tender now one day shall wrinkled be.

So will you, many years from now still take my hands in yours?
Will you, in years to come, allow my hands to creep to yours?

I know you will, those years from now- my hands shall steal to yours.
For love is blind ‘n always fair- it nourishes, ‘n grows.

So stay with me, ‘n hold my hands until they’re tanned ‘n truly creased.
Stay with me, ‘n tell me true: Love, will you marry me…?

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