This was sent to me today and thought I would share. It really touched me today.

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 and 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's 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 understand 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 every day. 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 that I wanted to write.. "One of these days". I would regret  and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brother and sisters, son and daughters, not enough times 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 got this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about. If you're too busy to send this 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 may never come. - Jovanna Macias

WOW! How touching. This made me think. I'm always complaining that there isn't enough hours for work, family and love, but this touched me. It made me realize that I gotta slow down and  . Its hard to keep up with life and hard to slow yourself down and live each day as if there is no tomorrow. Today, I will slow myself down and enjoy everyday at a time, because I was reminded. So I say, everyone join me! Do something positive each day, smile and laugh often.  

 
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7 Comments on Someone's Story...

MAY
25
2007
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I could not have said it any better. Thanks for sharing it with us.
6:11pm • #1
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This is a beautiful post.  I've read it before and ~again~ was drawn in to read it...enjoy it...and take it to heart.  NOW...it's Friday night and still daylight.  My son is playing baseball outside and I'm going to join him and the neighborhood kids for awhile!  It won't be long and he won't be home looking for someone to play with!!  THANKS for sharing...
6:19pm • #2
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How true, you never know if there will be a tomorrow, but you can always count on today.  Live for what you have and not what you don't.  Great post, thanks for sharing.
6:19pm • #3
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I had a friend that died of Melanoma two weeks ago. Seeing how hard she worked to live each remaining day to the fullest was an awaking for me. It is easy to get caught up in Open Houses, etc. while you miss your children's lives----we have to remember what we a working for.
6:21pm • #4
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 My son has spent his entire life hearing that he is my most valuable asset - now 19 and a college football player (spending everything he can so he may soon be my only asset). 

I work a minimum of 70 hours a week - mainly away from home and am not ashamed to say it.  I did it to earn a living for him and try to make investments for his future.  But I did not miss one of my son's football games and give my staff off for any school related or sports related function(whether parents or grandparents or nieces or nephews) they wish to attend.  If we have to, I tell them shut the doors and put a note explaining why - one of my staff has always managed to cover for the others.

Most people spend more time a day with the people they work than their families - make sure you work with people you would have for family.  

Make sure you never end a conversation with someone you love with anything other than I love you because it may be the last thing you ever get to say to them.  And remember to never end a conversation in words of anger because you may never have a chance to say I am sorry or take back those words. 

Attached is a photo of my most valuable asset....and one of his coach's congratulating him and one of his girlfriends.................

 

 

 

 

 

7:28pm • #5
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Luisa, gracias por el consejo y por compartir tus comentarios, saludos :)

 

11:04pm • #6
MAY
30
2007

Thanks everyone for your comments. I left early friday, so I didn't have the chance to reply that day.

Susan: Your Welcome! Thanks for stopping by my post!

Susie: Your Welcome! It really is a touching story. And playing with our kids is priceless.

Michelle: Thanks! and so true, I know.

Sandra: So sorry to hear about your friend. I know that was hard for you. Bless your Heart! and I agree with your comment. Thanks for stopping by!

Julie: He looks like a football player alright. You gotta do what you gotta do for your kids. One sacrifice over the other. So I completely understand with the working part. So as long as we always re-assure them that we love them and spend the little time that we have with them, that's what counts. Bless your family! and Thanks for sharing your comment and pictures.

Ray: De Nada! Gracias a ti por visitar mi blog. ;)

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