t, i came to know life’s gifts are precious---but we’re too heedless of them.
    surely we must hold fast to life, for it’s wonderful and full of beauties. we know that is so, but often we recognize this truth, only in our backward glance when we remember what was, and then realize that is no more.
    we remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. but we remember with far great pain that we didn’t see that beauty when it flowered, that we fail to respond with love when it was tendered. don’t run through life so fast that you forget not only where you’ve been, but also where you’re going. life is not a race, but a journey to be enjoyed slowly each step of the way. dream what you want to dream, go where you what to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. the happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything. they just make the most everything that comes along their ways.
    never too busy for the wonder and the owe of life. be reverent before each day. embrace each hour. seize each golden minute.
    every morning when we open our eyes, we tell ourselves that it is special. every day, every minute, every breath, truly is a gift from gold.