Can I ask you something?
"yes," he said.
What makes a man happy?
"Well..." He rolled her eyes around the hospital room.
"This may not be the best setting for that question."
Yeah, you're right.
"on the other hand..." He took a deep breath. "On the other hand, here in this building, we must face the real issues.Some people will get better. Some will not.So it may be a good place to define what that word means."
Happiness?
"That's right. The things society tells us we must have to be happy-A new this a new that, a bigger house, a better job. I know the falsity of it. I have counseled many people who have all these things, and I can tell you they are not happy because of them."
"A number of marriages that have disintegrated when they had all the stuff in the world. The families who fought and argued all the time, when they had money and health. Having more does not keep you from wanting more. And if you always want more-to be richer, more beautiful more well known- you are missing the bigger picture, and I can tell you from experience, happiness will never come."
You're not going to tell me to stop and smell the roses, are you?
He chuckled. "Roses would smell better than this place."
Suddenly, out in the hall, I heard an infant scream, followed by a quick "shhh!" presumably from its mother.The Reb heard it , too.
"Now, that child," he said, "reminds me of something our sages thought. When a baby comes into the world, its hands are clenched, right? Like this?"
He made a fist.
"Why? because a baby, not knowing any better, wants to grab everything, to say, 'The world is mine.'
"But when an old person dies, how does he do so?With his hands open. Why? Because he has learned the lesson."
What lesson? I asked.
He stretched open his empty fingers.
"We can take nothing with us."
*from "Have a liitle faith" by Mitch Albom
January 02, 2012
The secret of happiness
So ,have we solved the secret of happiness?
"I believe so, " he said.
Are you going to tell me?
"Yes. Ready?"
Ready.
"Be satisfied."
That's it?
"Be grateful."
That's it?
"For what you have. For the love you receive. And for what God has given you."
That's it?
He looked me in the eye.Then he sighed deeply.
"That's it."
*from "Have a liitle faith " by Mitch Albom =)
"I believe so, " he said.
Are you going to tell me?
"Yes. Ready?"
Ready.
"Be satisfied."
That's it?
"Be grateful."
That's it?
"For what you have. For the love you receive. And for what God has given you."
That's it?
He looked me in the eye.Then he sighed deeply.
"That's it."
*from "Have a liitle faith " by Mitch Albom =)
Death
What do people fear most about death? I asked.
"Fear?"He thought for a moment. "Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?"
That's big.
"Yes, but rhere's something else."
What else?
He leaned forward.
"Being forgotten," he whispered.
*from "Have a liitle faith" by Mitch Albom
"Fear?"He thought for a moment. "Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?"
That's big.
"Yes, but rhere's something else."
What else?
He leaned forward.
"Being forgotten," he whispered.
*from "Have a liitle faith" by Mitch Albom
Don't hesitate to say what you feel
A man buried his wife. At the gravesite he stood by the priest, tears falling down down his face.
"I loved her," he whispered.
The priest nodded.
"I mean... I really loved her."
The man broke down.
""And.. I almost told her once."
The priest look at me sadly.
"Nothing haunts like the things we don't say."
*from "Have a liitle faith" by Mitch Albom
"I loved her," he whispered.
The priest nodded.
"I mean... I really loved her."
The man broke down.
""And.. I almost told her once."
The priest look at me sadly.
"Nothing haunts like the things we don't say."
*from "Have a liitle faith" by Mitch Albom
December 23, 2011
Magulo sa magulo.
I love other people's birthday and hate my own.
HAHAHA!para akong may sapak no?? ba malay ko ba. Basta ang alam ko ayaw ko ng birthday ko. Kung yung iba super excited at di na makatulog dahil kinabukasan ay birthday na nila, ako hindi. Teka teka.Hindi ako nagda-drama dito ha. gusto ko lang ilabas dito sa blog na to ang mga bagay na naglalaro sa isip ko. Edi yun,Back to the topic.Hindi ko alam kung kelan ko kinaayawan ang birthday ko.Pero tandang-tanda ko yung nangyare this year.Tinago ko sa mga college friends ko yung totoong birthday ko.Iniba ko yung birthday ko sa Fb.Fail ako. may nakaalam kasi sa ka-block kong birthday ko pero kinausap ko sya na wag sabihin sa iba.Pero nalaman din nila paguwi dahil napdpad sila sa wall ko nung gabing yun. Bat ko tinago na birthday ko nung araw na yun??hmm..wala.Gusto ko maramdaman yung feeling na wlang babati sakin sa birthday ko.Nung una nag-enjoy ako..kasi parang may alam akong isang bagay na walang ibang nakakaalam sa mga kasama ko.Yun. weird na kung weird.Naalala ko pa,prelim namin sa English nun.Pangalawa ako
sa highest.
Ang sakit lang kasi di ako binati ng tatay ko nung araw ng birthday ko. Ang sinabi lang nya sakin :"O di ba birthday mo?magsimba ka." .. k.. Pumunta ako ng SJA dahil nakaschedule akong pumunta.Sa GS Library ako naka-assign. ganun din,wala ulit nakakaalam na birthday ko.Pero na-shock ako kasi ipinagluto ako ng almusal ni Mrs.Zeni,napasakto lang na ipinagluto nya ko sa birthday ko.ang kulet lang e.Naaalala kong nag-wish ako pero di naman natupad. Ayos lang.ganyan talaga buhay,parang life. kung may masakit na part nung birthday ko, medyo masasabi ko na ring may masaya ding part dahil di nakalimutan ng Highschool friends ko na birthday ko.kahit yung isang simpleng text lang nila sakin ng Happy birthday ekek,gumaan na loob ko.O yun. Wlang kwenta pinaglalalagay ko no??HAHA! zorry naman.
HAHAHA!para akong may sapak no?? ba malay ko ba. Basta ang alam ko ayaw ko ng birthday ko. Kung yung iba super excited at di na makatulog dahil kinabukasan ay birthday na nila, ako hindi. Teka teka.Hindi ako nagda-drama dito ha. gusto ko lang ilabas dito sa blog na to ang mga bagay na naglalaro sa isip ko. Edi yun,Back to the topic.Hindi ko alam kung kelan ko kinaayawan ang birthday ko.Pero tandang-tanda ko yung nangyare this year.Tinago ko sa mga college friends ko yung totoong birthday ko.Iniba ko yung birthday ko sa Fb.Fail ako. may nakaalam kasi sa ka-block kong birthday ko pero kinausap ko sya na wag sabihin sa iba.Pero nalaman din nila paguwi dahil napdpad sila sa wall ko nung gabing yun. Bat ko tinago na birthday ko nung araw na yun??hmm..wala.Gusto ko maramdaman yung feeling na wlang babati sakin sa birthday ko.Nung una nag-enjoy ako..kasi parang may alam akong isang bagay na walang ibang nakakaalam sa mga kasama ko.Yun. weird na kung weird.Naalala ko pa,prelim namin sa English nun.Pangalawa ako
sa highest.
Ang sakit lang kasi di ako binati ng tatay ko nung araw ng birthday ko. Ang sinabi lang nya sakin :"O di ba birthday mo?magsimba ka." .. k.. Pumunta ako ng SJA dahil nakaschedule akong pumunta.Sa GS Library ako naka-assign. ganun din,wala ulit nakakaalam na birthday ko.Pero na-shock ako kasi ipinagluto ako ng almusal ni Mrs.Zeni,napasakto lang na ipinagluto nya ko sa birthday ko.ang kulet lang e.Naaalala kong nag-wish ako pero di naman natupad. Ayos lang.ganyan talaga buhay,parang life. kung may masakit na part nung birthday ko, medyo masasabi ko na ring may masaya ding part dahil di nakalimutan ng Highschool friends ko na birthday ko.kahit yung isang simpleng text lang nila sakin ng Happy birthday ekek,gumaan na loob ko.O yun. Wlang kwenta pinaglalalagay ko no??HAHA! zorry naman.
FENCING
Kinuha kong PE ngayong Second Semester ang sports na Fencing.Nung una ayaw ko pa e.Pero kinuha ko rin para lang gumanda schedule ko. habang tumatagal di ko namamalayang nag-eenjoy ako sa larong ito.HAHA :) Tapos eto, kung dati rati lagi kaming umaa-tend sa UAAP basketball,ngayon sa fencing naman kami nanuod. Kala ko nung una boring kasi ano bang ka-excite-excite dun?Magtutusukan lang naman sila ng espada diba? yun. Nung nanuod kami sa Ninoy Aquino Stadium,Championship na.UE vs. La Salle. Wla,mas magaling ang Red Warriors :) HAHAHA! Parang first timer lang kasi yung sa La Salle.Walang diskarte. Pano ba naman hindi sumusugod.Yun.Nakakaenjoy din pala tong panuorin. wahohohoho! =)
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