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TAKE HOLD OF
EVERY MOMENT
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 everyday.
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 this 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 say to myself that this could be a
special day.
Each day, each hour, each minute, is special.
If you're too busy to send this page out to other people and you say to yourself
that you will send it "One of
these days", remember that "One day" is far away... or might
never come..
It holds useful messages for the soul.

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