Posts from the ‘Emotions’ Category

How to look at a single status…


What do you see?

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. Its so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this ‘anonymous’ poem that is spreading across the Internet:

Cranky Old Man:
What do you see nurses? What do you see?

What are you thinking when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice, ‘I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice the things that you do.
And forever is losing a sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse. You’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young boy of sixteen with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover he’ll meet.
A groom soon at twenty my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows that I promised to keep.
At twenty-five, now I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide and a secure happy home.
A man of thirty, my young now grown fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me to see I don’t mourn.
At fifty, once more, babies play ‘round my knee,
Again, we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me. My wife is now dead.
I look at the future. I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years, and the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man and nature is cruel.
It’s jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles. Grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass, A young man still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys, I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living life over again.
I think of the years, all too few, gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people. Open and see.
Not a cranky old man.
~From Facebook group “Positive Change on Earth”~

Love Comes In All Shapes and Sizes

This is a homeless guy who lives on a bridge in Dublin City. Last week his rabbit was grabbed from him and thrown into the river below.. the River Liffey. Which is one of the most horrible rivers in Ireland. The currents are really strong and it’s filthy.. Anyway, as soon as the rabbit hit the water this guy was already hurdling off the bridge and towards the freezing river to save her. After hitting the water and successfully locating her, he proceeding to pump air back into her, making her regain consciousness and basically come back to life. I was talking to him today along with another woman and she asked “Why in the name of God did you jump into the water? Did you not think about it?!” and straight away he replied with “No. I didn’t stop to think. I just jumped. It was an instinct.. I needed to save her.”

For saving the rabbit, he was given the ‘compassionate citizen award’ by the charity Aran. The guy who threw the rabbit in the river has been charged with animal cruelty.

The homeless man was also given carrots for his rabbit and dog food for his dog. They also offered him a job.

~Courtesy of Irene Styles from Awkward Moments (Facebook)~

Maybe the faults on your side of the pitch…

There is no love greater than a child’s

I was walking around in a Big Bazar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old..

The Cashier said, ‘I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ”Uncle, are you sure I don’t have enough money?”

I counted his cash and replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.” The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. ‘It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.’ His eyes were so sad while saying this. ‘My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to
see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister…”

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: ‘I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.’ Then he showed me a very nice photo of him
where he was laughing. He then told me ‘I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister won’t forget me.’ ‘I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go
to be with my little sister.’ Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly..

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. ‘Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?”

‘OK’ he said, ‘I hope I do have enough.’ I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: ‘Thank you God for giving me enough money!’

Then he looked at me and added, ‘I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!” ‘I also wanted
to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.’

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a
truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where
the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever…

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving.


Is it all really about happiness?

On my Facebook I saw one of my friends had posted this:

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You’ll have your heart broken and you’ll break others’ hearts. You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you’ll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone’s hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don’t be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.

It got me thinking about whether it is all about happiness. We do spend our time seeking happiness, but what would life be like if we were always happy?

Scientists once did an experiment on hamsters, they gave them everything they could ever want and ever need, and they died of boredom. They needed a challenge to give them a purpose and to keep them going and to keep them happy. As do we.

When you get your heart broken, we cry, we heart and we learn. We learn to avoid that person, to not make that same mistake again. We get let down to learn to be more self-reliant, as, if we always relied on each other, we’d never get anything done and never branch out…we would have died out pretty quickly if we did. We fight and love to learn, fighting makes us stronger and reveals our faults on which we can work. Love brings happiness, but relationships are hard, and it’s the downs when we wander if we really were made for our partner, that once worked through, make the relationship stronger (this applies to all relationships whether romantic, family or friend).

We will never get that time we could have been happy back, but I would not trade any of my down time for happiness. If I did I would forever be with the wrong guy, having other people make my decisions for me and blissfully waiting for life to happen rather than going  out there, giving it a kick up the backside and getting it moving.

We can persue happiness, and it gives us something to do.

But never underestimate the relevance, significance or power of sadness, depression and tears.

Enjoy and relish happiness, but learn from pain as well.

We need the downs for so many reasons, so treasure them as much as you treasure happiness and you can’t go wrong.

What To Live Your Life By

When I was younger I lived my life by these principles:

1) Guys only like you if you’re popular

2) You have to be perfect ALL the time

3) Money is the be all and end all

4)Being famous is very important, the more famous the better

5)You need to put yourself over others and never let anyone come between you and what you want, even a lover can’t

6)Using people to get better at a goal and learn lessons is acceptable

This was until I met  my partner. He loves me as the outcast I am, he doesn’t care if my legs aren’t always silky smooth, if my hair isn’t perfect, if I make a fool of myself. Money doesn’t make the world go round, love does(both relationship, friendship and family love). Privacy is underrated, you can’t deal with a problem if everyone is talking about it, you need your private space to live, breath and grow – me and my partner have been through some tough times and if everyone was involved we would never have got through them with all the different opinions being forced upon us. You need to COMPROMISE, you are just as important as the other person, and since I’ve been in the relationship with my partner I’ve realized everything I had wanted wasn’t really what I wanted, and it’s more fun to get from A to B with someone rather than alone. Using people is one of the worst things you can do, I would hate to be used, so I should NEVER do it to anyone else, it’s selfish and ignorant of the other persons feelings.

So here are my new morals:

1) When things get hard, never give up

2)Never let go of those closest to you and who love you

3)Love is the be all and end all

4)Never deny who you are, if people don’t like you f*** them

5)Never settle for less than the best…you are worth every ounce of it


What do you live your life by?

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