There once was a woman who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror, and noticed she had only three hairs on her head. Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today." So she did and she had a wonderful day.
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror, and saw that she had only two hairs on her head. "H-M-M," she said, "I think I'll part my hair down the middle today." So she did and she had a grand day.
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror, and noticed that she had only one hair on her head. "Well," she said, "today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail." So she did and she had a fun, fun day.
The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror, and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head. "YEA!" she exclaimed, "I don't have to fix my hair today!"
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Somewhere in grieving the loss of a loved one we must begin again seeing our glass "half full" - not half empty. Naturally speaking, dying is part of living. We have little control in the aging process, and ultimately NO control of immortality. Seems to me, most of the matter has to do with maintaining a good attitude and positive outlook.
So today I choose to Live simply, Love generously, Care deeply, Speak kindly....... Leave the rest to God.
Carpe Diem!
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thats a pretty good story
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