|
The following text was written by a person i know only as 'Lord Siwoc'. I think its really good and to me it all makes sense.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Terror, polution, religions, war, disaster....I could go on....though most of it will depress me.
Stop a minute....We can not change everything, but we can start a change within. You may think I have lost my mind...well
yes but that was a long time ago!!! Now please read my little thing.
A lot of stuff worries us everyday, a bit of stress, small things that did not work. Maybe the job, the lack of job, studies,
love, loss of love....
Why not try to see just a little glimse of good? No I have not gone all mushy on you. I am quite serious here!!! A lot
of people always strive to see the bad things and cling on to them. Try to breathe....watch yourself...is that good? If not...change
it. Think of what makes you happy, the smallest things can work. Concentrate on that. A little smile goes a long way on an
ordinary day, try it out. It is quite contaigous. Hold the door for someone. Do not get mad because it rains, enjoy the freshness
it brings.
A good laugh a day will prolong your life, I am a firm believer on this! Pass it on. Life is short, do not make it shorter.
I can not be bothered for holding a grudge over simple things, life goes on, and so do I. Enjoy it while you have it.
Have I gone all sentimental? Well maybe yes.....it is also a side of me. To this day people know me as friendly, smiling,
helpful, loving and caring. When I was younger I went to the nightlife...to find a good fight with my friends. I was getting
myself in trouble whenever I could. Not a life I am proud of to this day, but it is a part of me, and helped shape the one
I am today. Starting in a mens shop selling clothes helped me to relax somewhat. And another fact made me look at life from
a different perspective.
My father died. Cancer finally got him. After a long struggle against it, he found peace. This took place 10 years ago.
My father was a real man, the provider for the family, a worker, a husband the cornerstone in my life. And now he was gone.
I love my mother, my two brothers no doubt about it. But I still miss my dad. The same day as he died, as I had said my farewell
to him as he was in his bed. I took a walk with our dog, to get some air, to think, or rather not to think. And there I think
I realised...the small things in life is what makes it worth living. I would miss playing cards with my dad, talking how my
day was, getting advice, laughing with him.......
Enjoy the small things....tell your loved ones....that you care for them. So you are rebellious, that does not mean you
can show them you care. Small things. The small things make the big stuff that much larger.
I miss my dad,but I will not linger on his death. I will cherish his memory, and make him proud of me. Doing what he did,
helping others, smiling, making those small things that makes life.
What am I trying to say? If you do not know by now....maybe you should stop up for a bit and look around you. Are you
happy? What gives you a smile? Have you made others smile today?
And tell your parents that you love them, maybe you will shock them by saying it. But I bet it would feel good."
|
 |
|
