We Might As Well Dance

Someone sent me this lovely poem and I so want to pass it on.  A fabulous Thought for the Day:

Life is short.
Break the rules.  Forgive quickly.
Kiss slowly.  Love truly.
Laugh uncontrollably.
And never regret anything that made you smile.
Life may not be the party we hoped for,
but while we are here,
we might as well…
Dance!!

I’ve never seen this one before, although it seems to be posted all over the Internet.  I could not find an original source, and so print it here w/o attribution.

If this put a smile on your face, then I’ve added value in the world today

Life is good. Huh?

So, the buckle on my good leather briefcase broke, and while it’s getting fixed I’ve been using another smaller case I purchased from a Life Is Good store in the Chicago Midway airport. It’s actually an over-the-shoulder messenger bag, so when I’m walking around with it the bag hangs behind me.

I’ve been having lots of people say to me, “life’s good, eh?” or “so, life’s good for you?” in the past ten days, and I was feeling pleased that people are relating to my “happiness guy” theme. Then yesterday I was waiting in line for coffee when a gentleman behind me caught my eye and snarled, “what’s good about it?”

Huh? What are you talking about?

Turns out that the “life is good(r)” logo is embroidered nice and big on the three-inch wide strap that hangs down my back when I’m wearing the bag. Here I thought it was my personal, happy presence that was provoking all the comments.

Nope. It’s just the bag.

And funny thing — that same bag that caused most people to smile at me also caused that surly gentleman to snarl. Who am I, indeed, to be happy?! How dare I? I’m ruining his perfectly good funk, and before his morning caffeine!

Some people got a lot of nerve. Yep!