A Story With A Moral….Being Thankful.
A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.”
There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words. Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, “Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?”
The man said, “I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way. I wrote: “Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it.”
Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind.
Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?
Moral: Be thankful for what you have…Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear. The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling… And even more beautiful, knows that you are the reason behind it!!!
I was always taught far back as I can remember to make the best out of everything. Well lately that has been very difficult for me. My dad was my rock and my strength. I watched him deteriorate before my eyes and pass away from Cancer in 2016 the worst thing I have ever done but would do it again in a heartbeat. I loved him so much. Just recently a friend of mine was told she had ALS which is a horrid disease well she didn't want her family to watch her suffer so she took her own life instead. I am trying to find the good in this yes she doesn't have to suffer anymore but her poor boys without their mom. They say bad things make you stronger but sometimes they make you like steel you push everything and everyone away because your tired of being hurt. I have always cared what others think of me and stuff things in so I wont be judged but a dear friend here on Zity has taken me under their wing so to speak and taught me its ok to make your own rules. I am in charge of who I am and who I want to be. Yes I am a good person but I have needs and desires like everyone else just wish I wasn't so darn sensitive. Sorry this got off topic I just needed to vent been a long week mourning a dear friend.