Don’t Take Anyone For Granted. Not Even Yourself

Sometimes we take things for granted. Items, people, health. Then suddenly it is gone and we have none of it. Our friend goes, we find we are unable to do something, we fall ill.

Then we see what we have lost and wonder how we will cope with what we had before but is now gone.

That is when we have to learn again, and this time, hopefully, the lesson leaves a mark on us we don’t forget. We don’t take the friendship for granted, we look at it as a two-way street. We find another version of the item we lost and put it to better use. We learn to live with our new abilities while refraining from calling them disabilities.

Speak to your friends. Let them know how much you care.

Look after the items. Keep them safe.

Look after yourself. It is the only you that you have.

Smile.

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Something Said Can Make A Difference Years Later

A few years ago, I was posting three times a week with words of encouragement and hope. I ended up stopping because I was posting the same words again and again so I was going over the same things.

Today I had a comment on one of those posts. More importantly on one of the images from a 14-year-old girl who told me that it made a difference to her and she realizes that with her flaws, she is beautiful.

When I first saw it was a comment on an old post, I went to recycle it as spam until I read it. It moved me that something I said nearly three years ago has had an effect on someone today. I am glad it helped her. I hope she continues to see the beauty that is inside her.

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H.O.P.E. How Our Personality Evolves

HOPE is a four letter word that can sometimes be seen as a cruel word that mixes in with other vulgar four letter words. We all lose HOPE at some point. Something comes along and we see no wait out. We see no way of going forward. We see no help on the horizon. All we do see is a tunnel with a power cut. No light can be seen and there is no way to avoid it. The metaphorical embankments are too steep to climb. You try, but you fail. You try again and keep slipping down, maybe seeming to make less headway each time due to tiring. Then you only see the way out being through that tunnel. A dark, empty, tunnel.

Then as you walk through it, time seems to slow down. You don’t know how long you have been there. Hours. Days. Weeks. Months. Years. Then you see a light coming towards you. Now, HOPE starts to come in. HOPE at the thought of finding a way out. The light comes around the corner and it is someone with a torch, and your HOPE dissipates. That low that you feel couldn’t get any lower, there it is proving you wrong.

Then the wonderful thing happens. That person with the torch? They stop and talk to you. They tell you that they have been looking for you. They are there to help you, to light your way through the rest of the tunnel. It is a long walk, but you see the end of it. Finally, your HOPE returns with fervour and you fairly run out of that tunnel, dropping to your knees and thanking whoever for helping.

HOPE has not abandoned us. It is always there, trying to find a way in.

Don’t give in. HOPE is there.

Don’t lose HOPE

Be Positive

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The Cards That Fall

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A hand full of cards
Perused with a hush
Just a King needed
For the royal flush

The next hand is better
This time no charades
Winning with four of a kind
A Diamond, a club, a heart and a spade

Then a pair of sevens
And three of a Kind
Another win coming
Goes through the mind

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A straight, two pair, full house
Royal flush and double deuce
These hands keep on falling
There’s no way to lose.

The money keeps coming
And the stakes are raised
This is no bother
Smiling, completely unfazed

The weather awakens him,
And he huddles ‘gainst the cold
Pulls a blanket around him
and shivers, feeling old

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A tear rolls down his cheek
As he thinks of his life
Taking cards over his kids
His house and his wife

He whispers sorry to the wind
Wishing he could start again
He would make his life different
And stop all the pain

He knows he can’t change the past
But he can help the others
The gambling parents
Sisters and brothers

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He knows what he will do
People’s lives will be grand
He will call his new refuge
You’ve Been Dealt A Better hand

© A Forbes 2016

All images come from Google Images

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