Sunday, April 21, 2013

At what age do you stop dreaming of the futue and live life for the day? Since my brother's death a week ago, I have not felt quite the same. At the age of 78, I realize I must be grateful for the day I have been given. Live each day as if it were going to be your last and enjoy every precious moment of it. Thank you God for loving me.

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