SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ONIF I HAD MY LIFE TO DO OVER
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by Erma Bombeck
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would have gone into a holding pattern if I weren't there for a day.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have sat in the grass with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical
When my kids try to kiss me, I would never have said, "Later, go wash your hands for dinner". There would have been more "I love yous" more "I'm sorrys"......but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute....look at it and really see it....live it...and never give it back.
Stop sweating the small stuff. Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what. Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who DO love us. Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with, and what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
Life is too short to let it pass you by. We only have one shot at this and then it's gone.
And that's something to hang your hat on |
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7/23/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-EVERYTHING COUNTS
by Steve Goodier
Early 20th Century African-American poet Countee Cullen spent the summer of his eighth year in Baltimore, Maryland. Shortly after he arrived he noticed a little white boy staring at him. Countee smiled, but the little boy did not smile back. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and called him a hurtful, racial slur.
Cullen later wrote a poem that included his recollection of the summer when he was eight. In it, he says this: >>Read more...
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7/22/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-THE FUNERAL
(submitted by Saundra Crawford-thanks!)
One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big sign on the door on which was written:
Yesterday, the person who has been hindering your growth in this company passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been prepared in the gym.
In the beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their colleagues, but after a while they started getting curious to know who...>>Read more...
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7/21/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-ASSUME THE POSITIVE
Indra Nooyi -- PepsiCo's CEO, listed in Time's Top 100 influentials around the globe -- was recently asked by Fortune magazine: What was the best advice you ever got? She had a great response:
My father was an absolutely wonderful human being. From him I learned to always assume positive intent. Whatever anybody says or does, assume positive intent. You will be amazed at how your whole approach to a person or problem becomes very different. When you assume negative...>>Read more...
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7/18/08 SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-BOUND TO FORGIVE
Writer Norman Cousins said that life is an adventure in forgiveness. I think Fr. Lawrence Martin Jenco would agree. In 1984, Fr. Jenco traveled to Beirut, dedicated to help the poorest of the poor. On January 8, 1985, he was kidnapped by Shiite Muslim extremists and held hostage for 564 days. He endured imprisonment, beatings, illness and heartbreaking periods of sorrow and loneliness. Several years after his release, he wrote a book...Read More>>
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7/17/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-LIVING IN THE SAME BOX
by Steve Goodier
As we get ready for the latest installment of the Summer Olympics, I'm reminded of a story that is worth retelling.
It is 1936. American Jesse Owens seems sure to win the long-jump competition in the Olympic games. The previous year he had jumped 26 feet, 8 1/4 inches - a record that will stand for 25 years.
As he walks to the long-jump pit, however, Owens sees a tall, blue-eyed, blond German taking practice jumps in the...>>Read more...
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7/16/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-GETTING IT RIGHT
by Steve Goodier
A young boy was sitting in the back seat of the car eating an apple. He poked his father in the front seat and asked, "Daddy, why does my apple turn brown?" His father answered, "When the skin is removed from the apple, air reaches the flesh of the apple and causes oxidation. This changes the apple's molecular structure and results in a brownish color.
After a long pause, a small voice from the back seat asked,...>>Read more...
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7/15/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-LEWIS W. NAPPER?S "BILL OF NO RIGHTS"
From Snopes.com: The famed "Bill of No Rights" was written in 1993 by Lewis Napper, a self-described amateur philosopher from Mississippi who ran for a U.S. Senate seat in 2000 as a Libertarian. The "Bill" resonates with folks because it addresses a number of issues that have often led many of us to shake our heads in disbelief. This Bill of Rights parody strikes straight at the heart of the sense of entitlement so often displayed by those who feel the world owes them a...>>Read more...
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7/14/08 - SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-THE FORREST GUMP GUIDE TO BEING A SUCCES
From OnMakingMoney.com
Who taught Elvis how to dance, received the Congressional Medal of Honor, got Nixon impeached, became the world ping-pong champion, built a national shrimping empire, and fathered Haley Joel Osment? One man: Forrest Gump. Let’s listen to what he has to say, and translate his Gumpisms into advice that, if followed, will make you a much more successful moneymaker:
"And cause I was a gazillionaire, and I liked doin it so much, I...>>Read more...
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SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-A MONSTER TO HUG 7/3/08
One couple spent a holiday driving in the mountains. "Every time you race around one of those narrow curves," exclaimed the wife, "I just get terrified." "Then do what I do," suggested her husband. "Close your eyes!" We are all afraid at times, but closing our eyes may not be the best way through fear. I've found it better to open my eyes and try to experience those fears. Read More>>
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SOMETHING TO HANG YOUR HAT ON-YELLOW ROSES 7/2/08
I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in buying groceries. I wasn't hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 57 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories. He often came with me and almost every time he'd pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I'd always spot him walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands. He knew I loved yellow roses. Read more>>
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