Ann Rose, looked all of her 94 years, silver hair, neat bun on back of her head, golden skin and bright blue twinkle eyes she was in a local cafe, having tea and toast it was her mid morning snack, a few tables away, were group of young people Ann rose was listening to all that was going on around her. The young group, were moaning about everything from the weather to the bacon on their plates. It was a rough blustery day in the coastal town, but intermittent sun with no rain, made it pleasant<\/p>\n
The door opened a gust of wind blew the edges of the checkered blue table cloths. A small child on crutches made his way through the door, a ginger haired lad with face full of freckles, he went to a seat in the corner, with his older companion You could see the delight on the boys face when served, with a hot mug of chocolate with whipped cream on top, the glow of his energy was like moon beam on starry night. He was partially crippled, though he was not defined by his handicap. His positive energy made his face light up like Christmas tree.<\/p>\n
Ann rose took a big breath and said out loud to the group on the table by her side. I have been here for 94 years, the one thing that has kept me going all of this time is the way I look for the\u00a0positive, and the brightness in whatever I see or deal with.
\nShe went on to say \u201c We are sat in a beautiful little cafe, the pretty colors on walls, the quaint tea pots, cups, the view out of the window lets us people watch. The smell of hot food, cooking and bubbling, sending out the most delicious aromas, how thankful I am to sit here to see and smell all these things around me. I am so grateful. She turned to the young people sat at the side of her, and told them she had heard them complain, she told them they could make their world so much happier if they tried to look at the their life in positive way. Listen she said, You all walked here without problem, you had money in your pockets to pay for the lovely food you are eating. I even heard one of you order more toast. Life is what you make of it, do yourselves favor, look for the positive not the negative. It will change your mind set and out look on life.<\/p>\n
The moral of this story is, be grateful for what you have, lift your head up, leave the moaning, mumbles groaning behind you. Do an Ann Rose, see through the clouds to your sunshine<\/p>\n
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