Three instructive stories about the meaning of life
Докато е в парка, една жена сяда до мъж на пейка близо до детска площадка. „Това е моят син там“, каза тя и посочи малко момче с червен пуловер, което се плъзгаше по пързалката. „Той е много сладко момче“, каза мъжът. „Това е дъщеря ми, която кара колело в бялата рокля.“
След това, поглеждайки часовника си, мъжът извика дъщеря си. „Какво ще кажеш да си тръгваме, Мелиса?“ Мелиса помоли: „Само още пет минути, татко. Моля те? Само още пет минути. “ Мъжът кимна и Мелиса продължи да кара колелото си до насита. Минаха пет минути и бащата застана и извика отново дъщеря си. „Време ли е да тръгваме сега?“
Мелиса отново помоли: „Още пет минути, татко. Само още пет минути. “ Мъжът се усмихна и каза: „Добре.“ „Боже, вие със сигурност сте търпелив баща“, обади се жената.
Мъжът се усмихна и след това каза: „По-големият й брат Томи беше убит от пиян шофьор миналата година, докато караше колелото си тук. Никога не съм прекарвал много време с Томи и сега бих дал всичко за още пет минути с него. Заклех се да не правя същата грешка с Мелиса. Тя смята, че има още пет минути да кара колелото си. Истината е, че аз имам още пет минути да я гледам как играе. „
Life is about prioritizing, and family is the most important priority, so spend as much time as you can with loved ones.
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Two friends were walking through the desert. At one point during the trip, they got into an argument and one friend slapped the other in the face.
The one who was hit was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote in the sand, "Today my best friend slapped me in the face."
They continued walking until they found an oasis where they decided to bathe. The one who was hit went into the mud and began to drown, but his friend saved him. After recovering from what happened, he wrote on a stone "Today my best friend saved my life".
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you, you wrote it in the sand, and now you're writing it on a stone, why?” The other friend replied:
"When someone hurts us, we must write it in the sand where the winds of forgiveness can wipe it away. But when someone does something good for us, we should engrave it in stone where no wind can erase it. "
Don't appreciate the things you have in your life. Appreciate the people you have in your life.
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An old man lived alone in a house in a deserted village. Every year he dug the yard with the help of his son to plant potatoes, but this year it was impossible. His only son who would help him was in jail and he couldn't afford a lawyer to get him out. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation:
dear son,
I feel pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss because your mom always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to dig a garden plot by myself. If you were here, all my troubles would be over. I know we would have done it together if he hadn't been in jail.
love,
Father
Soon the old man received this telegram: “For God's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!! That's where I buried the WEAPONS!!
At 4:00 a.m. the next morning, a dozen special units and local police arrived and searched the entire garden without finding any weapons.
Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son, telling him what had happened and asking him what to do next.
His son's response was, “Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad. This is the best I can do for you from here.
It doesn't matter where you are, if you have decided to do something from the bottom of your heart, you can do it. It's the thought that counts, not where you are or where the person is.