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This 102 year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully
dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed
and face 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 the parts 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 Memory bank. 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.
 

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This 102 year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully
dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed
and face 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 the parts 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 Memory bank. 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.
INDEED, happiest is not he who has the most but he who needs the least.

Thanks, Andy!
 
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