The Sweet Bitterness of...Growing Old

I want to be Miss Joyce when I grow up!!!

Toward the end of Sunday service, the Minister asked,
'How many of you are willing to forgive your enemies?'
All responded except one small elderly lady "Miss Joyce''.



'Miss Joyce, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'

I don't have any.' She replied, smiling sweetly.

'Miss Joyce", that is very unusual. How old are you?'

'Ninety-eight.' she replied..

'Oh, Miss. Joyce, would you please come down in front &
tell us all how a person can live ninety-eight years &
not have an enemy in the world?'

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle,
faced the congregation, and said:
'I outlived the bitches. '