The 82 years old petite, well poised and proud lady, who fully dressed each morning by eight o’clock.


With her hair fashionably fixed 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 maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room including the eyelet sheets that had hung on her window.


“I love it.” She stated with the enthusiasm of an eight year old having jus been presented with a new puppy.


“Mrs Jones, you haven’t seen the room..just wait.”


“That’s 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’ve 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.”


“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.”


Remember the five simple rules to be happy :


Free you heart from hatred.

Free your mind from worries.

Live simply.

Give more.

p/s  The article really has touched my heart and feeling. As we get old and cannot look after ourselves, there is not much one can do except to be grateful for the coming new day. We have to start to deposit positive and happy memories for our future withdraw and playback…