On Friday evening, I sat next to a casual friend at our church....waiting for my turn at a Red Cross blood drive. Robin was there with his daughter....a nice young woman who had just finished her first year at Amherst. Once we were both 'on the table', Robin and I kidded each other a few times....just having fun.

Robin is one of those big-hearted types who would do anything for you. He heads the Grounds Crew at a small Main Line college here in the Philly suburbs. He's a strong guy....about 50, with 2 or 3 kids.

Today I found out that Robin fell 30' out of a tree on Saturday....helping his neighbor. By some miracle, he didn't break any bones but he did develop a rupture in his aorta. This is very serious and apparently hard to repair....he spent the afternoon again 'on the table' at the hospital of the Univ of Pennsyvania. We have not yet heard any results.

Our prayers are with Robin and his family, but it reminds me of the message: Live every day like it's your last....b/c it might be

Do you have any rules for daily living that work for you

 

Jerry, my prayers are with your friend. To answer your question, I don't have any "rules for daily living" and although I fully support the saying, "live every day like it might be your last", I have found it very hard to implement. I'd love to learn how to master that one.

 

Doing unto others as you would have them do unto you works for me as does praying without ceasing. I'll add Robin to the prayer list.

 

Smile often, frown little, care a lot -- we are promised nothing and generally have a lot more than we think we do -- so share...that's my motto and I also remember what St. Benedict taught more than 1500 yrs ago: "Never lose hope in God's mercy."

 

Have fun while you're alive. My mom died in her bed in apparent good health. She was just taking a nap. When we went through all her assets, we found she had put away money, for her old age. But she skimped on her life while she was alive. She worried about money all the time, yet she had plenty. I bought my S2000 4 months after she died. We had the money before she died, but seeing how she went, saving it for later, made us decide to have fun now.

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Kyras
Have fun while you're alive.

 

Granny, do you think your mom would have approved of your S2000? I know mine would have loved it. I wish I could take her for a ride right now.

At least I got my sister in it and drove her around in Colorado last summer.

 

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Kyras
Granny, do you think your mom would have approved of your S2000?

 

You didn't ask, but I'm going to tell you anyway . . . -- my mom loves my car and brags about it to her friends!!! I took her for a ride or two (one time we rode home from a funeral with the top down) -- and she's sooooo cute sitting up in that car!!!! I'm sure she thinks its a rather impractical automobile, but mom always loved convertibles and my dad (whom I miss more than anything even after 9 years!!!) used to ADORE my little MG. He and I would take off all day long and ride all over the place -- I wouldn't take all the money in the world for those days with him in the MG -- we'd put on our little hats (he called them our "go to hell" hats -- you know the little caps that golfers wear) and cruise with the top down all over the Virginia countryside. Of course, we'd always head down to Appomattox County where he was born and lived most of his young years and visit his mother's grave and then ride over to the farm that his dad owned and then to his granddaddy's old farm. Naturally, we'd stop off to visit various relatives, eat tons of fried chicken, potato salad, hot biscuits dripping in good ole southern country butter, slabs of southern pecan pie (topped with ice cream) and then we'd hop back in the car and cruise into the mountains. Yep, live every day to the fullest and enjoy the people you love (and love as many people as you can cram into your life). Memories of those days with Daddy are some of my fondest memories. . . because wayyyyy tooo soon, I faced Father's Day at a grave, standing with flowers in my hand, tears running down my face, telling my Daddy how much he would have loved the S2000 -- I hope he heard me.

 

My parents were 38 & almost 40 when I was born, so both were long gone (30 and 13 respectively) when I got the S2000. I do have a pic of my mother in my bro's 68 Plymouth Roadrunner....big grin on her face My father would have approved....b/c he almost always approved of what I did

Hmmmm...gives me an idea for a new thread....