Short Story: Sweet Life

I just lost my gramps, I do hope you appreciate your love ones before it's too late. Below short story was taken from Facebook sharing. Prepare your tissue...


A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.

SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'

MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.

SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'

MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

MUM: 'If you must know, I make $20 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: "Mummy, may I please borrow $5?"

The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door...

The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down, and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $5 and he really didn't ask for money very often.The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.

'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $5 you asked for.'

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Mummy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'

The mother was crushed. She put her arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $20 worth of your time with someone you love ♥

Rain

A post suitable to share with the current weather outside my room :)

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.' I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.' True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.' We are all getting Older Tomorrow may be our turn.

Story of First Love

For those who know me personally, they will know where to find my story. Today I feel like sharing a story I found in the website. I never get to know this person but I felt her story touched me. This is a story of Lin...

My first love.

A year and a half back.
He was my first love. First boyfriend.

My first kiss.
the first guy I held hands with.
The first guy I hugged.

YES.
I'm very conservative then.

It lasted a year and one month. It has been 2 months since the day we broke up. I'm still trying to get over it, let go and move on.

Its friggin' tough.

In the process, I got kinda lost.

'What once was, is now gone.'

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But all these only form a chapter of my life. its time to move on and start a new chapter.
Yes, I know i HAVE to.

***

WHAT MORE CAN I SAY?

=((

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MY BLOG ENTRY THE DAY WE ENDED IT.

Currently, I just want to blog this last post about the end of my 1 year plus relationship with my boyfriend(ex). I need closure and I guess the best way is to voice out my feelings.

I dare to say that deciding to let go of him is the hardest decision I've ever made. I've decided to set him free because love is not about bounding someone.

I struggled between begging him not to give up on me; for he promised to support me through my darkest time. Yet, I finally let go of him.

I may be nonchalant and boasting about the freedom and fun I'm going to get from singlehood. But deep down, there's this heart that is forsaken and bleeding.

***

Now that I'm single, I have all the guys I need now. But seriously, my heart's not there.

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No more 'dear' to call.
No more 'my special someone'.
No more 'dear, i love you'.
No more 'dear, i miss you'.
No more comforting hugs.
No more sweet nothings.
No more cushion to fall back on.

***

And I hope he takes my words of wisdom.

When you love someone, live for the moment and don't give yourself a limit for giving love. If you truly love, you won't hold back. Love can only take you so far. AFTER that, it becomes commitment to love, to give above and beyond yourself. Its not about 'I', it's about 'we'.

FINALLY,

I learnt a valuable lesson in love. As much as you love someone, you may not be able to live with the baggage they bring. And they cant leave it behind because it contain the sum of their being.





and thats the end of the journey with my first love.

=(