Good Friends Are Like Stars  

rm_PurryKitty2 49M/51F
12865 posts
8/8/2006 3:31 am

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8/9/2006 5:46 pm

Good Friends Are Like Stars

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose.


I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.

She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.

I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this
whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."


As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ! ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with
regrets."


She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be .

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

"Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there."

Purry {=}


Purry


madiemoon 53F
2090 posts
8/8/2006 4:12 am

Purry,
that was beautiful. thanks for sharing.

madie


rm_ironhead1956 61M
275 posts
8/8/2006 4:52 am

A wonderful story, it brought a tear to this old man's eyes, God Bless You, AND ROSE!! What a wonderful teacher.


rm_ll_Blue_ll 46M

8/8/2006 7:32 am

What a great story. I definatley needed Rose's wisdom this morning.


ZZ_Todd 61M

8/8/2006 9:13 am

Purry... this was just... absolutely wonderful! Makes me miss my Mom more, but that's okay. She taught us similar lessons, lessons that can never be forgotten.


rm_smosmof2 68M
3240 posts
8/8/2006 10:09 am

Dammit! now you're making me tear up (I'm just never happy, am I?)


Cowboy_Deluxe 39M

8/8/2006 10:13 am

You know I have seen a religious sweep of blogs lately. It was a nice touching story.


shaper007 52M

8/8/2006 10:45 am

Strong words of wisdom... thank you!


kellshell 40M/38F

8/8/2006 10:51 am

purry, thanks for responding to my blog or I never would've found yours! This was a very touching story, and I actually laughed (I find humour somehow in every situation) it reminded me out this little old lady that was out at the club I went to almost nightly when I was nineteen. She was probably late seventies or early to mid eighties, couldn't tell for sure, she was completely trashed and walking around grabbing every young man's tushy she could see and not a one of them got upset she put a smile on every one there's face! God bless people like that!!!!


Balibabe19 43F

8/8/2006 4:29 pm

That is an awesome post...thanks for sharing..reminds me of my own grandmother who attained her Diploma in Art when she was around 60 or so..

When I grow old I wanna be me!!


tenorsaxxman 67M

8/8/2006 5:27 pm

Darn it, got somethin' in my eye makin' my typin' blurry . . . .. .what a great post! A lot of wisdom there. I tip my hat to you . . . . and to Rose.

Tenorsaxxman


SacredStarDance

8/8/2006 8:41 pm

This is the post I needed to read to get my butt in gear..thanks for sharing this
and a wonderful tribute for all the Roses in the world.

under the stars
We choose to write
you choose what you comprehend.
read twice and be nice
every key stroke... has a heart beat


tracy_de_lacy 106F
9268 posts
8/9/2006 1:25 am

What a wonderful story. I love older people. When I was studying makeup at college hairdressing was part of the course. Every tuesday afternoon we would get all the olds in for a shampoo and set. I was the only one in my class that loved it. I loved to hear all their stories about the war and stuff. They were made of different stuff back then.

Bye everyone, it was a blast


MaggiesWishes 61F

8/9/2006 3:32 am

My first round in college introduced me to a 64 y/o lady. She had a grandson who was attending classes at the same time. They both were in a couple of my classes.
I found this woman to be an inspiration, that education continued and didn't stop just cause you finished college, or didn't. I realized that If she could do this, I could do this. I finished one degree, then yrs later, enrolled back into college and finished another one.
I've told this story to my daughter many times, as she's been several yrs getting her degree and only 5 more classes to go, she'll be obtaining her PhD.

Thanks, Purry for reminding me of a sweeter time in life's memory book.
Warm huggies 2ya Sweet Lady


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