"I saw this elderly gentleman dining by himself, with an old picture of a lady in front of him. I though maybe I could brighten his day by talking to him.
As I had assumed, she was his wife. But I didn’t expect such an interesting story. They met when they were both 17. They dated briefly, then lost contact when he went to war and her family moved. But he said he thought about her the entire war. After his return, he decided to look for her. He searched for her for 10 years and never dated anyone. People told him he was crazy, to which he replied “I am. Crazy in love”. On a trip to California, he went to a barber shop. He told the barber how he had been searching for a girl for ten years. The barber went to his phone and called his daughter in. It was her! She had also been searching for him and never dated either.
He proposed immediately and they were married for 55 years before her death 5 years ago. He still celebrates her birthday and their anniversary. He takes her picture with him everywhere and kisses her goodnight.
Some inspiring things he said;
"I was a very rich man. Not with money, but with love"
"I never had a single argument with my wife, but we had lots of debates"
"People are like candles. At any moment a breeze can blow it out, so enjoy the light while you have it."
"Tell your wife that you love her everyday. And be sure to ask her, have I told you that I love you lately?"
Be sure to talk to the elderly. Especially strangers. You may think that you will brighten their day, but you may be surprised that they can actually brighten yours.”
Thank you! It means so much to me that people have actually read the post. It’s just something that I really find true about our society/institutions today. You have a great day as well!
Here we are in our “roaring twenties” where it’s supposed to be the prime time of our lives. This is the decade that we go on unforgettable adventures, drink to rebel against minor prohibition, and dance endless nights away. Yet here we are, les misérables, studying at institutions that boast about how they are our only chance to success. Somehow, somewhere along the way, our generation has come to believe that the only way you’ll ever stand a chance is to go to college. Oh yeah, baby. Go to college and you’ll make the big bucks. But let’s not forget that every buck you make is going to be spent paying back tuition fees that you couldn’t afford. And what else? We work our asses off for bastards who can pay us more than the unpaid internship we begged to have. When did we start marketing every single forte and greatness about ourselves as free? When did we begin to worth so little while trying to prove that we’re worth more than any dollar could afford? Roaring Twenties? More like the Gilded Days.
So here’s a fat fuck you to the people who made our world this way. But no worries. I believe in our generation and generations to come. What doesn’t kill us will only make us stronger.
Over the years I have learned that what is important in a dress is the woman who is wearing it
~ Yves Saint Laurent
God, fuck you 391. I don’t give two shits about this coding project.