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Lazying Around

In A Look Into My Life, Inspiring on August 31, 2012 at 7:12 AM

This woman inspires me. At 72 she is still looking after her body and health. She exercises daily and never quits. Other people her age are probably just sitting around watching TV all day or just lazing around. Even people half her age are too busy working to actually take the time to work out.

I had written down some lifestyle changes I wanted to make a while back and I am proud to announce that I am on my way towards a healthier lifestyle. My mother bought me a bicycle for my birthday and I have been riding it to and from work religiously. The ride itself is about 2 miles which takes me approximately 15-20 minutes. So each day I bike about 4 miles in 30-40 minutes. I really enjoy taking the extra time in the morning to breathe in the fresh air and realize how beautiful everything is in the morning. When we drive a car we tend to rush towards our next destination without looking at the scenery around us. When I ride my bike I start noticing the little things in life like breakfast being cooked down the street and kids being walked to the bus station by their parents. Its kind of nice noticing these things. Besides riding my bike I have continued to hike at least once a week.

These past few weeks have been filled with great times with fantastic friends. During this past weekend, one of my friends organized a beach cruise. There was about 7 cars in total and we all cruised down PCH. It was a bit tedious having to pull aside to wait cars stuck at the light but in the end we all made it to our destination. Half of the party stayed for the beach while the other half was just there for the cruise. We had a great day filled with laughs, smores, ghetto dogs and fighting for fire pits.

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A Little Inspiration

In Inspiring on August 25, 2012 at 1:10 PM

Cranky Old Man

In A Look Into Our World on August 21, 2012 at 11:03 AM

What do you see nurses? What do you see?
What are you thinking when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice, ‘I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice the things that you do.
And forever is losing a sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse. You’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young boy of sixteen with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at twenty my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows that I promised to keep.
At twenty-five, now I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide and a secure happy home.
A man of thirty, my young now grown fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me to see I don’t mourn.
At fifty, once more, babies play ‘round my knee,
Again, we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me. My wife is now dead.
I look at the future. I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years, and the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles. Grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass, A young man still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living life over again.
I think of the years, all too few, gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people. Open and see.
Not a cranky old man.
Look closer .. See.. Me.

The man who wrote this poem lived in a nursing home in Australia. When he passed away the nurses went through his possessions and found this beautiful poem. This poem teaches us not to judge someone by how they look but by who they are. It teaches us to live each day to the fullest so that when we look back at our lives we do not regret and wonder what could have been. So live each day like its your last. Make the right decisions and treat everyone with respect and love. For when we become older, we do not want to look back in shame but in happiness that we lived and loved.