a story worth telling

That advice about no TV in the bedroom? Good advice, but not heeded in our house.

Last night I flipped on the TV and snuggled in bed, ready to relax before lights-out. I was quickly engrossed in a documentary about the Young at Heart Chorus, a group of singing seniors. About 20 minutes later, I was propped on my pillows sobbing into a handful of Kleenex. Oh dear. It was that touching, that beautiful, and that inspiring.

I didn't finish watching the program. At 11:17 my sense of responsibility reminded me that the alarm would go off at 5:35, so I flipped off the TV, consoled by the fact that Netflix could likely finish the story for me on another day.

But that encounter left me with 2 thoughts. First, lovely as the story was, it is just one example of the human spirit. For every neat-o film like this, there are thousands of stories that will never be profiled in a documentary. Forget the grim video on your late local news - there are stories all around us that are beautiful and unique! Second, I want to live to be old. In case I had doubted it before, this story confirmed for me that there will be an opportunity for me to create joy at every age I reach.

Now I'm off to Netflix to add this to my queue!