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I thought i could have had a career
Or made some kind of difference
Or done something really worry while
Instead when the time comes and i meet my maker and he says
"Nicky? What did you do with the time that i gave you?"
I will say
i don't know
At least i walk most places so that has to count for something?
If there were a prize for the most sympathetic, understanding and encouraging PSer, you would win it. You appreciate beautiful things. “… it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field and don’t notice it.” That has to count for something.
From Milton’s famous Sonnet 19 (my italics):
“Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?”
I fondly ask. But patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, “God doth not need
Either man’s work or his own gifts; who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed
And post o’er Land and Ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait.”
@Daisys and Diamonds , I don’t think you know how much you brighten people‘s days here on this forum alone. I have no doubt you have touched many people’s lives in a positive way throughout your life Daisy. Isn’t one of the the most important things we can do in our lifetime is to help others? I think it is.
I thought i could have had a career
Or made some kind of difference
Or done something really worry while
Instead when the time comes and i meet my maker and he says
"Nicky? What did you do with the time that i gave you?"
I will say
i don't know
At least i walk most places so that has to count for something?
@Daisys and Diamonds
You are one of the best contributors to PS that we've had, ever.
Your writing style is expressive and genuine.
Your outlook on things is refreshing and positive! I always enjoy reading your posts and you always make me smile!
So you can tell your maker that's you've made a lot of people happy, which is what we all need right now.
@Daisys and Diamonds You have the purest heart. You are such a smart, kind, caring person. I love reading your posts. I look forward to them.
I thought i could have had a career
Or made some kind of difference
Or done something really worry while
Instead when the time comes and i meet my maker and he says
"Nicky? What did you do with the time that i gave you?"
I will say
i don't know
At least i walk most places so that has to count for something?
ya know - you made a difference in my life.. through you I understand Australians and New Zealanders in a different way, that not everyone is running around in bathing suits, people are real and care and you have strife like everyone.. so maybe to you that isn't a big deal but maybe the guyinthesky would think differently on that. just sayin..
I thought i could have had a career
Or made some kind of difference
Or done something really worry while
Instead when the time comes and i meet my maker and he says
"Nicky? What did you do with the time that i gave you?"
I will say
i don't know
At least i walk most places so that has to count for something?
That's really lovelyThis was on paperwork that my dad brought home from a funeral last week.
The Dash
I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
From the beginning...to the end
He noted that first came the date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years
For that dash represents all the time
That they spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved them
Know what that little line is worth
For it matters not, how much we own,
The cars...the house...the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
So, think about this long and hard.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect
And more often wear a smile,
Remembering this special dash
Might only last a little while
So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent YOUR dash?
I’m sure your dash will be outstanding Nicky!! xx
As the song My Way by Frank Sinatra goes...
Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention...
I would like to play that at my funeral when the time comes.
DK![]()
This is a hard one to answer. Maybe better?
I had career goals that evaporated when I got married and had babies.
Then I found married life to be suffocating.
So looking back, I should not have gotten married.
Now all these years later, I am free to be me, but my current job is not what I wanted for myself. Financially, things could always be better, but what we have is sufficient.
But all in all, I am in a better place than a lot of other people.
It is perhaps a clique to say that life is a journey. It ebbs and flows. We must ride the waves for there is no other choice. This is my life. Whether it is good or bad is not the point. I think it is how we live it. I see purple in the weeds.
i see beauty in the flowers of the weeds
I shan't say never never
When I met Mike it's like the Sun started shining in my life, on me.
Better.