Wisdom on a Bench

I enjoy being old in someways.

Going to bed and getting up earlier than when I was young.

Lives are different in the morning, ready to wake up, to bloom, to shine and to party.

After my dog walked me and exercised me and my wife in the "Birth Place Forest" that morning, we sat on a bench to enjoy the moment and saw a few pebbles on the ground stand out with unique shapes, colours and with words written on.

They told me a story about how a mother loss her daughter at age 15 a few years ago.

I remember the days when my kids were in high schools. It was just too frightening to imagine if I were to lose them.

When I was in deep sadness, I saw a plaque on the back of the bench, read:

“What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose,
For all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.”

~Helen Keller

An Intellectual (Non-Romantic) Proposal

Boy: "You are so beautiful, I fell in love with you at first sight. Will you marry me?"

Girl: "My look is not me. I didn't choose to be beautiful. What happens when a I am no longer beautiful, from aging or a car accident, will you still love

me?"

Boy: "You are also kind and nice, I love your big heart and loving nature."

Girl: "It is my nature to be this way. One day when a I have frontotemproal dementia, being violent and angry, will you still love me?"

Boy: "Yes, I will always love you when your look or your heart changes. I will love you for who you are and whoever you will be. I will enjoy protecting and

looking after you forever. Will you marry me"

Girl: "Yes, I will marry you for Your surging and blinding courage of love for me. As for tomorrow, let's leave it where it belongs. Whatever will be will

be."

(Wedding March)