03 March, 2009

Every Family has its Story



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Facts of the Day:
Grass is always greener the other side.
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Was talking to a friend of mine that day.
Thunderstorm can be seen and heard clearly from the window behind my MacBook. 
And it look as if it is tears from the sky to show my friend and I it's sympathy. 

Listening to my friend's problem, I suddenly realized I am indeed a very lucky girl.
I have a father that loves me so much, a mother that can resemble mother Teresa, a family that communicate so well, a dining table that always so busy with chatter, a living hall that rarely give moment of silence. 

This friend of mine is in his down pour of life. Personally, I think it's only going to be one of the down pour, it wont be the only down pour as we have just lived for 21 years. Days before, I whined to this friend of mine, telling how bad my mood was and how terrible my mood swing have been. This friend did not ignore my irritating behavior, in fact, this friend of mine uses psychology knowledge learn from college to talk to me and make me feel better. And I think, it shall be my turn to comfort this friend of mine. Than only I realized, how silly I am when it come to comforting a depressed person. The only thing I could do for this friend of mine will be there to listen and give support. Another thing I could do would be telling all my lame-but-it-always-work jokes.

After listening to my friend's tales and myself experiencing own life down pour, I hereby conclude that, every family has it's stories and every human has it's tales. If, I say if, god allow us to not suffer all the bad side of life, would we ever appreciate the other better side of our life? Think about it.

Appreciate what we have now and think positively is the only thing I could say.

My friend, may you be strong physically and mentally. Break through this obstacles and you'll find yourself better strength to go further. And, we do have the same mission although different vision.

 
Love,
Nichole

P/s: I have the best tips to control one's emotion. A box of chocolate, a cup of latte, either hot or cold and a few good jokes. At least this stops me from crying for the entire day.




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