Posted by: Frank | 08/11/2011


This story is a good read..  Is it real or the product of someones great imagination – I know not. The fact is that I (myself) try to live up to this story every day and I (myself) think it gives us something to think about. Take a few moments to read it and think about what it can mean to you or the people you care about. You can then do something or ignore – your choice, the same decision you make every morning when you awake! Your life is about YOUR choices. LIVE IT TO THE FULLEST!  ALOHA

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to
know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle
hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old
lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being..

She said, ‘Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you
a hug?’

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, ‘Of course you may!’
and she gave me a giant squeeze..

‘Why are you in college at such a
young, innocent age?’ I asked.

She jokingly replied, ‘I’m here to meet a
rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…’

‘No seriously,’ I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this
challenge at her age.

‘I always dreamed of having a college education
and now I’m getting one!’ she told me.

After class we walked to the
student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class
together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this ‘time
machine’ as she shared her wisdom and experience with me..

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends
wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention
bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never
forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As
she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on
the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, ‘I’m
sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me!
I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ‘ We do not stop playing
because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to
laugh and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your
dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and
don’t even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and
growing up..

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full
year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am
eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will
turn eighty-eight.

Anybody! Can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent
or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have
no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but
rather for things we did not do.. The only people who fear death are those with

She concluded her speech by courageously singing ‘The Rose.’

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our
daily lives. At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those months ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in
her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in
tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s never too late to
be all you can possibly be.

When you finish reading this, please send
this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you
through it.

‘Good friends are like stars…. …..You don’t always see them,
but you know they are always there.’

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