One warm evening many years ago, after spending nearly every waking minute with “Angel” for eight straight days, I knew that I had to tell her just one thing. So late at night, just before she fell asleep, I whispered it in her ear. Mamba Mentality A Constant Quest To Be The Best Version Of One’s Self Canvas Prints. She smiled – the kind of smile that makes me smile back –and she said: “When I’m seventy-five and I think about my life and what it was like to be young, I hope that I can remember this very moment.” A few seconds later she closed her eyes and fell asleep. The room was peaceful – almost silent. All I could hear was the soft purr of her breathing. I stayed awake thinking about the time we’d spent together and all the choices in our lives that made this moment possible. And at some point, I realized that it didn’t matter what we’d done or where we’d gone. Nor did the future hold any significance. All that mattered was the serenity of the moment; just being with her and breathing with her.
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The moral: We must not allow the clock, the calendar, and external pressures to rule our lives and blind us to the fact that each individual moment of our lives is a beautiful mystery and a miracle – especially those moments we spend in the presence of a loved one. Mamba Mentality A Constant Quest To Be The Best Version Of One’s Self Canvas Prints. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence: “you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there.