A little Maya Wisdom for the day.

Thanks in advance to Maya Angelou for her ongoing spirit and wisdom.
I have always enjoyed this view she has:

When I was in my younger days, I weighed a few pounds less, I needn't hold
my tummy in to wear a belted dress. But now that I am older, I've set my
body free; There's the comfort of elastic where once my waist would be.
Inventor of those high-heeled shoes my feet have not forgiven; I have to
wear a nine now, But used to wear a seven.

And how about those pantyhose-They're sized by weight, you see, so how come
when I put them on the crotch is at my knee? I need to wear these glasses As
the print's been getting smaller; And it wasn't very long ago I know that I
was taller. Though my hair has turned to gray and my skin no longer fits, On
the inside, I'm the same old me, it's the outsides changed a bit.

But, on a positive note...

I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, Life
does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a
lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day,
lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless
of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone
from your life.

I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a
"life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've
learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both
hands. You need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that
whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right
decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've
learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a
warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will
forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never
forget how you made them feel.

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