o To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it
s to make the most of myself.o To let go is not to care for, but to care about.o To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.o To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.o To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allowothers to affect their own destinies.o To let go is not to be protective, it
s to permit another to face reality.o To let go is not to criticize, or regulate anyone, but to try to become what Idream I can do.o To let go is to fear less, and to love more.REMEMBER THOSE WHO SERVEIn the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy entered ahotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in frontof him.
How much is an ice cream sundae?
replied the waitress.The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?
he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.
she brusquely replied.The little boy again counted his coins.
ll have the plain ice cream,
he said. Thewaitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn
t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her atip.HELP OTHERS WINA few years ago at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the 100 yard dash. At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but with a relishto run the race to the finish and win. All, that is, except one boy who stumbledon the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times and began to cry.The other eight heard the boy. They slowed down and looked back. They allturned around and went back. Every one of them. One girl with Down
s Syndrome bent down and kissed him and said,
This will make it better.
All nine linked arms andwalked across the finish line together. Everyone in the stadium stood, and thecheering went on for several minutes.GIVING WHEN IT COUNTSMany years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year-old brother,who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodiesneeded to combat the illness.The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying,
ll do it if it will save her.
As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as w