'I Hope You Dance... '
This was written by an 83-year-old woman to herfriend.
*The last line says it all. *
Dear Bertha,
I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting inthe yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and lesstime working.
Whenever possible, life should be a pattern ofexperiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments nowand cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything; we use ourgood china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, gettingthe sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.
I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory isif I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of
Dear Bertha,
I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting inthe yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and lesstime working.
Whenever possible, life should be a pattern ofexperiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments nowand cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything; we use ourgood china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, gettingthe sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.
I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory isif I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of
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