WONDERS
When people are asked to name the seven wonders of the world, they identify things like the Pyramids, the Great Wall of China, etc. Such things are certainly wonders of course, but we often forget the wonders all around us.
The seven wonders in our lives are: to see, to hear, to touch, to taste, to feel, to laugh and to love.
So true, so simple, so important.
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H – “Hello?”
W – “Honey, it’s me. Are you at the club?”
H – “Yes.”
W – “Great! I am at the mall two blocks from where you are. I just saw a beautiful coat. It’s absolutely gorgeous!! Can I buy it?”
H – “What’s the price?”
W – “Only $600.00.”
H – “Well, OK, go ahead and get it, if you like it that much…”
W – “Ah, and I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new models. I saw one I really liked. I spoke with the salesman, and he gave me a really good price…and since we need to exchange the BMW that we bought last year…”
H-“What price did he quote you?”
W – “Only $60,000…”
H – “OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.”
W – “Great! But before we hang up, something else…”
H – “What?”
W – “It might look like a lot, but I was reconciling your bank account and…I stopped by the real estate agent this morning and saw the house we had looked at last year. It’s on sale!! Remember? The one with a pool, English Garden, acre of park area, beachfront property.”
H – “How much are they asking?”
W – “Only $450,000 – a magnificent price…and I see that we have that much in the bank to cover…”
H – “Well, then go ahead and buy it, but just bid $420,000. OK?”
W – “OK, sweetie…Thanks! I’ll see you later!! I love you!!!”
H – “Bye…I love u too…”
The man hangs up and raises his hand while holding the phone and asks all those present: “Does anyone know who this phone belongs to?”
AGE
My body knows exactly how old I am, but my mind simply refuses to believe it. That’s something I face every year when my birthday rolls around. I find it impossible to accept that new number. I think: That can’t be right?
For some reason I always figured I would die young, of course now it’s too late. Much too late ! The solution might well be to forget birthdays in the future like a niece told me she intends to do. She corrected me when I mentioned that her birthday was coming up by saying that maybe she had a birthday coming up but probably not!
When we were kids we were so proud to point out that we were: five and a half, or six and three quarters. Then we were so excited to finally reach twenty-one, weren’t we? Ever since then the years have been flying by, ever more quickly. And when we see a new age decade approaching we want to scream: Wow! Stop! We hope we could stop the passage of time, but no one is listening.
All this, of course, is based on the fact that age numbers are such a big deal in our society as it has always been. “She’s 50? Can’t be!” or “He’s turning 60? Are you sure?
Age presses on no matter how much we want to turn it off. Some members of my family are enjoying life in their 90s, something to crow about. Of course they feel that those in their 60s and 70s are spring chickens. So nice to hear!!
