A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is
fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair
fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is
legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years
recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many
hours of waiting patiently in thelobby of the nursing home, he
smiled sweetly when told hisroom was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that
had been hung on his window.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old
having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.

"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the
furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already
decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning
when I wake up. I have a choice;  I can spend the day in bed
recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no
longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the
new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just
for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account.
You withdraw from what you've put in.

So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the
bank account of memories!  Thank you for your part in filling
my Memory bank. I am still depositing."

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.