A recipie for living: pick more daises

Sometime ago someone gave me this quote. I read it, and liked it, but when I got to the end it slammed me. Why?  While I'm reluctant to push this point it's one of the greatest treasures that you can ever embrace: you are mortal, this life ends – carry that with you, lovingly, throughout each day and see if it changes your appreciation for what is important and what isn't. In Buddhist teachings I learned to think, "What if this was my last day on earth?". What if? What if there was a meteor hurtling towards earth, and we have a 50/50 chance that we're all going to be annihilated? Who would you call? What would you do? So, each day plan to live another 50 years while also planning to live another 50 minutes. If you do this I can guarantee it makes each moment more vibrant, it makes you appreciate what you have, and it magnifies the gold mine we live in: our simply daily lives. IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones. You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, And if I had it to do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those people who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have. If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies. - Nadine Stair, 85 years old.