I was
perusing Facebook again and came across this story. This speaks to me in
regards to why I began blogging, but it offers a lesson on what is important in
life.
Please use these words of wisdom to inspire you.
I hope you enjoy.
“An 87 Year
Old College Student Named Rose”
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 round 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 regrets.”
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 years 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 it!
These words
have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER,
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS
OPTIONAL.
We make a
Living by what we get; we make a Life by what we give."
How True!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Betsy! Welcome! I agree!
DeleteBeautiful and so true.
ReplyDeleteMakes you think doesn't it?
DeleteWhat a wonderful story...I am never going to grow up... :-) Hugs to you, Terps
ReplyDeleteMe either...only for appearances sake! Hugs back.
DeleteGreat words of wisdom! I just climbed out of bed after 3 days...my grandmother sent her germs home with me...just read you story..loved it...Ana should be spanked more!
ReplyDeletehugs abby
Those germs from little ones are by far the worst.
DeleteI agree Ana should be spanked often!
I saw this a few weeks ago and cried - in my office. Love it.
ReplyDeleteElisa Xo
Yes, it is so poignant isn't it?
DeleteGreat story and I don't think any of us plan on growing up!
ReplyDeleteHugs,
PK
Nope, I'm going kicking and screaming!
DeleteI absolutely love this. I am older than most here and I am not through yet.
ReplyDeleteSunny you are younger than most!
DeleteSuch a wonderful, beautiful story, I love this. Thanks for sharing Minelle.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Roz
I really loved this. It just hit me square in the heart!
DeleteI like this! I'm getting old too so it's particularly inspirational for me.
ReplyDeleteI think that we should all take this as our inspiration. I'm not a baby either!
DeleteGreat story, I hope I never grow up and old.
ReplyDeleteBob
You won't if you continue as you are!
DeleteBeautiful story. Thanks for sharing Minelle.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Ronnie
xx
Thanks Ronnie! I loved this so much!
DeleteWe know a lady like this...she is stunning and refuses to stop loving life.
ReplyDeleteThanks Minelle.
You are so lucky Susie. I love the youthful soul of Rose.
DeleteWhat an inspiring story.
ReplyDeletehugs
lillie
It is so nice isn't it Lillie?
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