What an EXHAUSTING day today turned out to be. The old lady downstairs passed away. She was 83. I went to pay my last respects. There were many mourning. I stayed for a while, comforted them and came back/.
Sometimes I think what matters really is not your wealth or status or prestige. It's the memories you leave behind.
Even though the day started not-so-well, I am content. Very very content. I shall share that news another time (it's too soon yet to share) but I am excited about it.
I got a lovely letter today. I share it here (with permission)
This is the thing about life. It goes on no matter what. It throws up little surprises every now and then, like the one above And during the time of our existence, we MUST make lots of happy memories, so that when we go, those whose lives me managed to touch, still remember us, and keep us alive.
Sometimes I think what matters really is not your wealth or status or prestige. It's the memories you leave behind.
Even though the day started not-so-well, I am content. Very very content. I shall share that news another time (it's too soon yet to share) but I am excited about it.
I got a lovely letter today. I share it here (with permission)
This is the thing about life. It goes on no matter what. It throws up little surprises every now and then, like the one above And during the time of our existence, we MUST make lots of happy memories, so that when we go, those whose lives me managed to touch, still remember us, and keep us alive.
