The 92-Year-Old, Petite, Well-Poised.

 


 The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock, with her hair fashionably coiffed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.


 Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.


 After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home,
She smiled sweetly when told her room was ready.


As she manoeuvred her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window.


 “I love it,” she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
 “Mrs Jones, you haven’t seen the room …. just  wait.”
 “That doesn’t have anything to do with it,” she replied.
“Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. 

 Whether I like my room or not doesn’t depend on how the furniture is arranged, it’s how I arrange my mind. 

 I already decided to love it. 

 It’s a decision I make every morning when I wake 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.”


She went on to explain,
“Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from what you’ve put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.”
And with a smile, she said: “Remember the five 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
--A monkey is sitting in a tree smoking a joint when a lizard walks past, looks up and says to the monkey--
 "Hey, what're you doing?"
 The monkey replies, "Smokin' a joint, come up and have some."


 So the lizard climbs up and sits next to the monkey and they smoke a few joints.


After a while the lizard says his mouth is 'dry' and he's going to get a drink from the river.
The lizard is so stoned that he leans over too far and falls into the river.


A crocodile sees this and swims over to the lizard and helps him to the side, then asks the lizard, "What's the matter with you?"


  The lizard explains to the crocodile that he was sitting up a tree with a monkey smoking pot, got too stoned and then fell into the river while taking a drink.


  The crocodile says he has to check this out and wanders into the jungle. 

He finds the tree where the monkey is sitting finishing up a joint.
The crocodile yells up to the monkey and says "Hey!"
The monkey looks down and says, "F*ck man! How much water did you drink?!?"

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