At times when we are at our lowest, we need something to lift us our spirits up. I find that quotes, short stories and poems helps me lots through these process. To remind me that to count every small blessings :)In rainy days you might want a little sunshine to light your heart. In sunny days you might want a shade and cool breeze.. Just like little kind words and some motivation to get through rough days.. Something to keep you going.
Friday, 29 July 2011
Even in a world full of billions of people finding the person who loves you for who you are at heart, and someone who is willing to accept all of your flaws, past mistakes, and other things that you may not be inclined to tell others, is a difficult person to find in the world today. So much of us are caught up in the superficial, that we decline to see true beauty, or get to know it unless it has a pretty face or big enough pockets. Finding true love is finding someone that will love you at your best and at your worst, through the good times and the bad, and that never turns their back on you.
And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realised your potential, strength, willpower, or heart. Everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless. The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience help to create who you become.
Love isn’t an act, it’s a whole life. It’s staying with her now because she needs you; it’s knowing you and she will still care about each other when daydreams, fights and futures—when all that’s on the shelf and done with. Love—why, I’ll tell you what love is: it’s you at seventy-five and her at seventy-one, each of you listening for the other’s step in the next room, each afraid that a sudden silence, a sudden cry, could mean a lifetime’s talk is over. ”
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots.
Its the cracks and flaws that make our lives interesting and rewarding.
You've to accept people as they are and then look for the good in them.
Nobody is perfect!
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