A short story from the tragic sinking of that great ocean liner the Titanic, a lady had a seat in one of the life boats. She begged to be allowed to return to her stateroom, she was given three minutes. As she entered her stateroom, she walked right passed the jewels laying on her nightstand and reached into a box to acquire three oranges and returned to her place in the life boat.
How many times, in my short life, when there has been an alteration of a situation or its surroundings has had such a dynamic effect on my outlook as to what is important?
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