Living for the moment is something we often forget to do, without realizing that it is the only right way to seize all the beauties of what we call life. When we are at work our mind wanders to places we want to visit; when we visit those places we think of all the work that piles on our office desk. Everything in our life seems to be constant waiting. We are waiting for the summer, for the weekend, for the holiday, and in that process of waiting we forget to live. When we turn back we see how things have changed without us realizing that our time passes by.

The letter this old lady wrote to her friend Bertha reminds us to live in the present to the fullest and never keep anything for that ‘special’ occasion because every day is special for it’s a gift.

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“Dear Bertha,

I’m reading more and dusting less. I’m sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I’m spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I’m trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.

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I’m not “saving” anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.

I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.

I’m not saving my good perfume for special parties but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank.

“Someday” and “one of these days” are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it’s worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

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I’m not sure what others would’ve done had they known they wouldn’t be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was. I’m guessing; I’ll never know.

It’s those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn’t written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn’t tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them.

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I’m trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives.

And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.

Perhaps our life turned out to be a song different from what we wanted. But as long as we are here, we still can dance.”

Seize every moment in life as though it’s your last because only then you can say that you really LIVED.

Share this letter with your friends and remind them to find happiness in the small things.

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