Saturday, July 8

What I've learnt from my fantastic oppurtunity

People are funny things. They think that whatever is happening to them is the most of it all.

Everyone you talk to is unbelievably busy.
Everyone is sick.
Everyone doesn't have enough money.
Everyone has the saddest story, then funniest story, the most romantic story.

Subsequently everyone is tired and disillusioned.

Maybe, just maybe, the dying man is busier. He has so much to complete before leaving this world, so many goodbyes, so many questions. He just needs more time to get better. He's probably sicker, seeing as he is dying. He definately doesnt have enough money, otherwise he'd be in the private hospital or paying for a lung transplant in equador. His story is really sad; he's dying. His other story is so funny, because it makes people in unbelievable pain still laugh. His story is heart-touchingly romantic becuase his wife sits beside his bed for 21 days, holding his hand, smiling and telling him all she can to distract him from his pain, not showing any weakness but walking out with tears in his eyes.

But he still has the time to thank you and tell you that you've made his day better. He is still polite, friendly, appreciative and accomodating. He wants to help people out and apologises for being so much trouble. He cant stop saying how happy he has been. (and he's not on morphine).

Maybe something is to be learnt from people at their finest moment.
Life isnt all about you. Everyone else is worse off.
Be thankfull...

....its still a beautiful world