Bank Account

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully
dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably
coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved
to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away,
making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in
the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room
was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had
been hung on his window.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old
having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he 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 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:

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.

3. Live simply.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less.