The Bank Account
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by 8 ‘ clock with his hair fashionably combed and saved 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 room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window. I love it, he stated with the enthusiasm of an 8 year old having just 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 doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged …. its how I arrange my mind. I already decided to like it. It’s a decision I make every morning when I woke 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 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 5 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
Have a nice day …unless you already have other plans?
~ By Scott