I just got this beautiful email from a friend and wanted to share it: How much do we notice as we go through a day????? Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America. If you remember, she's the...

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

How much do we notice as we go through a day?????
Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America.
If you remember, she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's Roll!' and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11.
She said it's the little things that she misses most about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came home, and her children running to meet him.
Lisa recalled this story: "I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students.
As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things on the edge of her desk and sat down there. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment.
Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day. Her eyes, beginning to water, she went on, 'So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. The class was completely quiet.
We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook.
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

Bkh42 Loc: N.I. UK

idaholover wrote:

How much do we notice as we go through a day?????
Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America.
If you remember, she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's Roll!' and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11.
She said it's the little things that she misses most about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came home, and her children running to meet him.
Lisa recalled this story: "I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students.
As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things on the edge of her desk and sat down there. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment.
Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day. Her eyes, beginning to water, she went on, 'So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. The class was completely quiet.
We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook.
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

How much do we notice as we go through a day????? ... (show quote)

How true. Thankyou
Bkh42

bigwolf40 Loc: Effort, Pa.

Thanks and so true. I think we as photographers do have a little more of an understanding of this as we carry our camera's with us and take those photos of the things she mentioned....Rich

Speedy Loc: Alabama

:thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup: Thanks . My wife and I understood this even more as I survived colon cancer and Heart By-pass survey 15 years ago. Each day is a blessing from God. My all of you have a blessed day.

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

bigwolf40 wrote:

Thanks and so true. I think we as photographers do have a little more of an understanding of this as we carry our camera's with us and take those photos of the things she mentioned....Rich

:thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

Speedy wrote:

:thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup: Thanks . My wife and I understood this even more as I survived colon cancer and Heart By-pass survey 15 years ago. Each day is a blessing from God. My all of you have a blessed day.

:thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:

Dick Z. Loc: Downers Grove IL

idaholover wrote:

How much do we notice as we go through a day?????
Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America.
If you remember, she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's Roll!' and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11.
She said it's the little things that she misses most about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came home, and her children running to meet him.
Lisa recalled this story: "I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students.
As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things on the edge of her desk and sat down there. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share with all of you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment.
Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day. Her eyes, beginning to water, she went on, 'So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. The class was completely quiet.
We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook.
Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

How much do we notice as we go through a day????? ... (show quote)

A great story idaholover. I find myself looking back at the little things of life that really does matter now.

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

Dick Z. wrote:

A great story idaholover. I find myself looking back at the little things of life that really does matter now.

This may sound weird but I remember the first time I was in the desert and smelled sage brush in the rain. I never forgot that and cherished several opportunities I had after that. A little over a year ago my wife and I pulled the trigger and moved to Idaho, now, every time it rains here I step outside and breath deeply and think about all the others who came before and may have done the same thing.
Weird huh?

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

bigwolf40 wrote:

Thanks and so true. I think we as photographers do have a little more of an understanding of this as we carry our camera's with us and take those photos of the things she mentioned....Rich

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tbohon Loc: Olympia, WA USA

idaholover wrote:

This may sound weird but I remember the first time I was in the desert and smelled sage brush in the rain. I never forgot that and cherished several opportunities I had after that. A little over a year ago my wife and I pulled the trigger and moved to Idaho, now, every time it rains here I step outside and breath deeply and think about all the others who came before and may have done the same thing.
Weird huh?

Not weird at all ... we all have a smell or a sound that triggers our memories. Mine is the smell of wet pine trees in the early morning after a rain storm. It's why I retired from the USAF and came back to Western Washington ... no place else had that particular smell.

Tom

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

tbohon wrote:

Not weird at all ... we all have a smell or a sound that triggers our memories. Mine is the smell of wet pine trees in the early morning after a rain storm. It's why I retired from the USAF and came back to Western Washington ... no place else had that particular smell.

Tom

McChord no doubt! That is where I was born and raised. Tacoma.

tbohon Loc: Olympia, WA USA

idaholover wrote:

McChord no doubt! That is where I was born and raised. Tacoma.

Yeah. Originally from Kennewick (Lions Class of '64!!! :) ) but was stationed at McChord 1969-1970 on a humanitarian assignment (my mom had terminal cancer and died right before I arrived on station). From here went to Texas, Mississippi, Omaha, Missouri and Albuquerque but there was never any doubt where I wanted to retire ... so when the time came after 22+ years I told them to move me back here.

avidavian

idaholover wrote:

This may sound weird but I remember the first time I was in the desert and smelled sage brush in the rain. I never forgot that and cherished several opportunities I had after that. A little over a year ago my wife and I pulled the trigger and moved to Idaho, now, every time it rains here I step outside and breath deeply and think about all the others who came before and may have done the same thing.
Weird huh?

I feel the same about pinon tree fragrance after a rain in New Mexico.

idaholover Loc: Nampa ID

tbohon wrote:

Yeah. Originally from Kennewick (Lions Class of '64!!! :) ) but was stationed at McChord 1969-1970 on a humanitarian assignment (my mom had terminal cancer and died right before I arrived on station). From here went to Texas, Mississippi, Omaha, Missouri and Albuquerque but there was never any doubt where I wanted to retire ... so when the time came after 22+ years I told them to move me back here.

I will be in Kennewick on Wednesday.

INshooter Loc: Indiana

idaholover wrote:

This may sound weird but I remember the first time I was in the desert and smelled sage brush in the rain. I never forgot that and cherished several opportunities I had after that. A little over a year ago my wife and I pulled the trigger and moved to Idaho, now, every time it rains here I step outside and breath deeply and think about all the others who came before and may have done the same thing.
Weird huh?

Some beautiful scenery in Idaho. My wife and I spend a week within sight of the Grand Tetons, near Driggs Idaho. Had a great time.

I will never forget an early morning as I sat in the edge of a woods. It was cold, as the sun first touched the trees overhead the leaves began to slowly fall. There was absolutely no breeze, it was absolutely quiet. The leaves made a soft "tic", "tic" as they hit the ground. That was a special time to remember.