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  • ProudMarineDad
    Member
    • Aug 2009
    • 573

    A Thousand Marbles

    This is from an email that I get from a website called Mountain Wings and I thought you guys would like it. It's a bit long but it's a good one.

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    MountainWings A MountainWings Moment
    #1132 Wings Over The Mountains of Life
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    A Thousand Marbles
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    The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings.

    Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first
    to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at
    work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are
    most enjoyable.

    A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen with a
    steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the
    other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one
    of those lessons that life could only give you every once and a
    while.

    I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a
    Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with
    a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be
    in the broadcasting business himself.

    He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named
    "Tom."

    I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say.

    "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm
    sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from
    home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow
    should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends
    meet.

    Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital."

    He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has
    helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities."

    And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand
    marbles."

    "You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic.
    The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some
    live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about
    seventy-five years."

    "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900
    which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in
    their entire lifetime.

    Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part."

    "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all
    this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived
    through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking
    that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand
    of them left to enjoy."

    "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they
    had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up
    1000 marbles.

    I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic
    container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every
    Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it
    away."

    "I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more
    on the really important things in life.

    There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run
    out to help get your priorities straight."

    "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you
    and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took
    the very last marble out of the container.

    I figure if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given
    a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a
    little more time."

    "It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with
    your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday.

    Have a good morning!"



    You could have heard a pin drop when he finished.

    Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few
    moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about.

    I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the
    gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss.

    "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What
    brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special,
    it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together
    with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out?

    I need to buy some marbles."


    ~Author Unknown~
  • WickedKitchen
    Member
    • Nov 2009
    • 2528

    #2
    Nice story. I think I've heard this before and yeah...it's good to wake your wife up with a kiss.

    That's 19 years and 2 months. Huh...PP, you had better start with 10 marbles...your wife wouldn't want you to spend any more of her money...but I think you've lost your marbles already. Hee hee.

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    • Premium Parrots
      Super Moderators
      • Feb 2008
      • 9758

      #3
      Originally posted by WickedKitchen View Post
      Nice story. I think I've heard this before and yeah...it's good to wake your wife up with a kiss.

      That's 19 years and 2 months. Huh...PP, you had better start with 10 marbles...your wife wouldn't want you to spend any more of her money...but I think you've lost your marbles already. Hee hee.

      Yea, good story.

      and yea.......I lost all my marbles a long time ago.

      I can think of an even better way to wake up the wife
      Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of the people I killed because they were annoying......





      I've been wrong lots of times.  Lots of times I've thought I was wrong only to find out that I was right in the beginning.


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