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” With Mirth and Laughter Let Old Wrinkles Come”*

5 Dec

From My Heart

Louise Gibson

Louise Gibson



When I read these words from Shakespeare, they resonated with me.

If given a choice between laughter or tears, I choose to live with glee.


Life does present its challenges, of this we can’t deny,

But past experience has proven to me-

I would rather laugh than cry.


“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face” *You can’t smile and frown at the same time..

So, choose mirth, a blessing to the human race.


Getting old isn’t the end, my friend.

It’s the beginning of eternity.

To meet my Maker at the end of life’s journey,

Is the ultimate goal for me..


VIctor Hugo


*Victor Hugo

Old Age is Not For Sissies

6 Aug


My Take


 DiVoran Lites



Bette Davis, starring in movies from 1932 to 1989 said that. But, shh, let’s not talk about old age and maybe it will go away. How many of you do not want to grow old? You don’t. Really? Have you considered the alternative?


Because of insurance changes, I’ve recently been to a new doctor who is close to my son’s age. Taking a history, he asked if my parents were still living and when I said no, he asked how they died. I said Dad had an accident and Mother just faded away. After taking the history and reading me with his stethoscope, he said I appeared to be healthy. “Good for you,” he said.


“Boring for you,” I said.


“I’m not looking for sickness,” he said, “there’s plenty of that to go around.”


“You’ll probably die of a heart attack or a stroke,” It felt a like a curse and I’m afraid my face must have got, the look that can move mountains and make grown men cry. I didn’t mean to use it on the doc, but I figured I had when he backed off with, “Or you may just fade away as your mother did.”


Another doctor once wanted to project how I would die. She asked what I thought. What’s up with that? Do I have to choose right now? Okay, I’ll go with Ashley Montagu who said, “I will die young as late as possible.”


I like what Victor Hugo says about old age and dying too. “Why is my soul more luminous when my body powers begin to fail? Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilies, the violets and the roses as at twenty years. The nearer I approach the end the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds that invite me. It is marvelous yet simple.”


Victor Hugo was in exile in Jersey, and latter...

Victor Hugo was in exile in Jersey, and latterly Guernsey (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Yes, simple. I don’t want to grow old, but I don’t want to die either, so I’ll keep on keeping on and I sure hope I won’t be a sissy about it. I want to be one who hears, “the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me.”


I Corinthians 4:16




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