I remember long ago when 30 year old people were old.
Now I think that 80 years old is too young to die.
Life is an amazing journey! The greatest novel ever written would be a journal of one human beings existence from birth to death.... It is a story that has never been heard because we are all unique.
Lately I've been involved with many people that have hit some rough roads on this journey called life. Even at 50 years old, thinking I've seen it all, I am so naive.
I see 20 year old CHILDREN that have had such terrible lives and they are broken, lost, looking for a simple thing called love.
Love has so many meanings but it all boils down to one thing, we want to give it away. The more we give away, the more we refill.
Love has the same effect on the infant as does the geriatric generation. A fully loved individual is complete no mater what age. A broken heart is just that, BROKEN... no matter the age.
I think that if this world was different and the priorities in lives were different, we would all come to realize that love is all there is. We are born loved, we die loved. We need to learn how to LIVE loved.
Take a leap of faith and TRUST in the love you receive, don't look at it with strings attached, YOU don't give love with intentions, do you?
We simply do......
Just for today, be AWARE of those that love you. I mean to STOP and absorb, don't take it for granted. You may not have tomorrow.
25 years ago, yesterday, I made a vow before God to love, honor, and cherish Stephen Della Grotta until death do us part. Oh, I lived up to that vow but in the turmoil of life, we went our separate ways. I wish that on Stephens last day on this Earth that I had a chance to tell him I loved him and even death did not do us part.
Life goes on. That spot that is Stephens is not empty, it's
lonely... but my heart is huge and I am loving the people that I love
with all I have to give. It IS all I have.
MEET MY SILLY FAMILY AND OUR PETS!!
To let go doesn’t mean to stop caring.
It just means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off.It’s the realization that I don’t control them.
To let go is not to enable.
But to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit my powerlessness-
- which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another.
I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for-
- but to care about;
- not to fix,
- but to be supportive;
- not to judge,
- but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes.
- but to allow others to effect their own outcomes.
To let go is not to be protective.
It’s to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny-
- but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue-
- but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires-
- but to take each day as it comes and cherish each moment.
To let go is not to criticise and regulate anyone-
- but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past-
- but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more!
To let go is-
- to let God!
I have the most awesome kids!!!!!!!!
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I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so ornate on my patio.
I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.?
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers,or even when somebodies beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.?
As you get older, it is easier to be positive.. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore...I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become.. I am not going to live forever,but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be..
And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).?
MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART! MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER! FRIENDS FOREVER!
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