THANK YOU

Always remember to forget the things that made you sad.

But never forget to remember the things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget the friends that proved untrue.

But never forget to remember those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget the troubles that passed away.

But never forget to remember the blessings that come each day.

Things ever seem to "get on top" of you?

You wonder if you'll be able to keep on keeping on much longer?

Then you might do worse than recite these eight lines which reached me in the hospital all the way from Australia:

Your chin was made for keeping up,

Your hands for holding on;

Your upper lip for keeping firm

When all your luck seems gone.

Your head was made for holding high,

Your heels for digging in . . .

With this kind of anatomy,

You're in the race to win!

I was so blessed by your thoughtfulness in sending a card to me while I was in the hospital. I may miss my leg, but I would miss my friends more, should they be cut off from me.

May God bless you.

P.S.:

If ever you feel an urge to write a few lines to somebody who is passing through a difficult time, do it there and then.

I know of people who have carried a note or letter in their wallets or handbags all their life, because it came at a critical time and meant so much to them.  No end of folk have assured me that some little unexpected message when they were worried, an assurance that somebody's sharing an anxiety, tipped the scale somehow, and enabled the troubled soul to keep on till happier times.