One day I had a date for lunch with friends. Mae, a little old "blue
hair lady" about 90 years old, came along with them---all in all, a
pleasant
bunch. When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches,
and
soups, except for Mae who said, "Ice Cream, please. Two scoops,
chocolate."

I wasn't sure my ears heard right, and the others were aghast. "Along
with heated apple pie," Mae added, completely unabashed We tried to
act
quite nonchalant, as if people did this all the time. But when our
orders were brought out, I didn't enjoy mine... I couldn't take my
eyes
off Mae as her pie a-la-mode went down. The other ladies showed
dismay.
They ate their lunches silently and frowned.

The next time I went out to eat, I called and invited Mae. I lunched
on
white meat tuna. She ordered a parfait. I smiled. She asked if she
amused

me. I answered, "Yes, you do, but also you confuse me. How come you
order rich desserts, while I feel I must be sensible?

She laughed and said, with wanton mirth, "I'm tasting all that's
possible. I try to eat the food I need, and do the things I should.
But
life's so short, my friend, I hate missing out on something good. This
year I realized how old I was. (She grinned) I haven't been this old
before."

"So,

before I die, I've got to try those things that for years I had
ignored.
I haven't smelled all the flowers yet. There are too many books I
haven't read. There's more fudge sundaes to wolf down and kites to be
flown overhead. There are many malls I haven't shopped. I've not
laughed
at all the jokes. I've missed a lot of Broadway hits and potato chips
and cokes.

I want to wade again in water and feel ocean spray on my face. I want
to
sit in a country church once more and thank God for His grace. I want
peanut butter every day spread on my morning toast. I want untimed
long
distance calls to the folks I love the most. I haven't cried at all
the
movies yet, or walked in the morning rain. I need to

feel wind in my hair. I want to fall in love again. So, if I choose to
have dessert, instead of having dinner, then should I die before night
fall, I'd say I died a winner, because I missed out on nothing. I
filled
my heart's desire. I had that final chocolate mousse before my life
expired."

With that, I called the waitress over.. "I've changed my mind," I
said.
"I want what she is having, only add some more whipped cream!"

This is my gift to you - We need an annual Friends Day! Live well, love
much &
laugh
often - Be happy.

Thank you Marilyn I had a sister who gave me acopy of that ..
I must say i miss her we both saw sarrow sence that day
we both watched her husban pass away.I got devoice a short time after
I didn't even know why....