"Roses For Rose"
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
around 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, have a
couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"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 the
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 years 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.
If you read this, please send this peaceful word of
advice to your
friends
and family, they'll really enjoy it! We send these
words in loving memory
of Rose.
Remember: Growing old is manditory,
Growing up is optional.....
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