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Sue Morris

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What has been the best day of your life so far?

We often look to the future, racing ahead to the next goal or achievement. We do this for our children too: when they are born we look forward to them walking, talking, starting school, university, getting a job. I think it's just as important to reflect back and think how we got to where we are. What do you think?


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    Jan 10 2012: The best day of my life has been this life itself! As everyday is now, so I imagine we have only this day everyday that makes it LIFE... I am happy to be Here. :)
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      Jan 10 2012: Dear Ousmane,
      I admire and respect you very much, and am happy to have you here as well:>)
      I'm maxed out on thumbs up for you...a smiley face will have to do for now....:>)

      "Forever is composed of nows"
      (Emily Dickinson)
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      Jan 10 2012: Dear Ousmane and Colleen
      I love your viewpoints and I thoroughly agree that we should simply be grateful for 'now'. It's a great, positive outlook that increases wellbeing and leads to contentment (one of my favourite words/states).
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        Jan 10 2012: Here is a little story:

        A boy, out of frustration left his family and run as far as he could from patry, with the decision to return one day and make his parents proud. He intended to be the richest his homeland ever knew. So he's been working like any else ever mattered. A few years later, as he was making fortune, he kept postponing his return home awaiting more grace.
        One night, he had a live dream: "he was surrounded in his hometown by a wife, a couple of kids playing around and his old parents making praises of his success; he lived almost in a sphere close to what a man would call paradise."
        As he woke up, he thought of going immediately, then thought a second time and asigned to himself again to work a little longer to make sure he could live up to this dream. Thus he worked himself until one day out of the weight of aging, he finally decided and left for good. he was as rich ever a man could be without being a king.
        As he reached his hometown, nothing was the same anymore: his father and mother had died, instead of their house, there were ruins and nobody knew him, nor could he remember a single inhabitant. At night fall, eyes full of tears, he kneed and cried out to the sky, complaining to God: " Why are you doing this to me?_ all this wealth is worth nothing now that you've taken away from me all the people that could give sens to my old days!"
        An angel appeared and answered: "you've asked to go, and we gave you the insurance and showed you the path. you called for wealth, we made you richer and richer everyday that you lived. You called for happiness, we showed you where your happiness could be. You asked for never dying in adventure, we took you back home. So what is the matter of your complains? you need not accuse God, but only you forgot that everyday of your life was a day to be happy, which happiness you kept postponing until this day. here is the answer to your last wish, i need to collect your soul. Peace be with you!" LESSON: everyday is a LIFE
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          Jan 10 2012: :>)
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          Jan 11 2012: An all too common story, Ousmane. We often regret what we didn't do. I was estranged from my father before he died and for a long time I couldn't come to terms with what I missed. Then I began to accept and trust that he loved me enough to forgive ... and then I started to forgive myself - that's probably when I began to grow up!
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        Jan 12 2012: I agree Sue, that people often regret what they did not do or say throughout the life experience. I volunteered at a terminal care facility for a couple years, often sitting with those who were actively dying. Those who had regrets, had a more difficult time with the dying process, while those who were content in their lives, were content with the dying process. I believe we die as we live, meaning that our attitude and perception of the process will be similar to the way we have lived our lives.

        Happy to say...
        I'm told that when I was in ICU, unconscious from a near fatal head/brain injury and craniotomy, hooked up to life support systems, with tubes and wires hooked up to all parts of the body, I was smiling, and giving visitors a thumbs up:>) Apparently, the seed that allows me to live life with gusto, was planted a long time ago, and for that I am grateful:>)

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