There are some people in the world without emotions , without care , love . They live their lives in a concept of “what benefits you have for me” and so equally he will help you. Even families and friends; actually there is no such bond . If we are cousins and I don’t have anything to give you then there is basically no need for you to visit me at hospital when am are sick . I have seen people like that & worst, I have seen a whole community like that. Barbarian ! They only live searching for the food today. No love , no childhood and eventually no happiness. We’re lucky however, that such world is limited.
Few months back I was sick ,very sick . And the care I saw in the people around me , the love I saw in their eyes ; made me consider what happiness really is ?
Happiness lies in the family and friends and the bond of love between them . That can never break . You find them supporting , holding hands , hugging and most of all telling you that ” Everything will be alright “.
It’s a blessing to have people you can call ” These are my family and friends” . Whether you lost someone in your life or no. To have one member who represents the world to you is enough . Life goes on. Enjoy the moment and search for what makes you happy . If you look around ; you will find happiness in the face of playing child, in the shining sun, in the flowers and in the old man’s smile who says “Hello” . It’s like the old game that we use to play as kids ; the game when we use to search for happy things around. Play it now as an adult and search for what makes you happy. Deep inside you know it’s there.
The Color of Water is a novel that has a mixture of many things . James McBride was able to illustrate the discrimination , racism , poverty and the American dream in one of the best seller novels at the New York Times. McBride talks in one chapter about his childhood and hardships while in another chapter the mother is the narrator for the incidence of her life. His voice and his mother’s voice together in one book. James never knew anything about the background of his mother nor did any of his siblings saw or heard any of their mother’s relatives. This has brought many questions to McBride as he grew up. And he insisted on asking his mother about questions of her past and who she was ? Thus , she finally revealed to her children and to the world who Ruth McBride was ! or in fact who Rachel Shilsky was.
Rachel Shilsky was from a Polish Jewish family that migrated to the United States of America when she was only a child . They lived in the south Suffolk , Virginia .Where at the time racism against the black and Jews were prominent. Rachel suffered at school and neighborhood from teasing and racism for being Jews; when Jews were a minority in the States at that period . Rachel was raised in a household that had no love , and no means of any affectionate because of her mean father who had no respect or kindness for her handicapped mother from polio . Her father , Tateh, was a greedy man who had a store and made the children work there all the time; before school and after school. Rachel had no love for her father not only because of the way he treated her mother and brothers ; but also because of the way he treated her. He use to abuse her and she was afraid of him …which eventually made her run away from her house to New York to start a new life and find love . She married a black man and she was reborn being a Christian.
Her mother , whom she loved most died and she couldn’t even say goodbye to her. Her family refused her and to them she was dead because she married a black man . They sat “ SHIVA “ for her which means that she’sno more alive to them . That has broken Rachel ‘s heart as she loved her mother so much , she was her eyes and ears in America and translated everything to her. She found peace and rebirth in Christianity. Started a church with her husband . Rachel had 8 children from Mcbride and after his death from cancer she remarried Jordan and gave birth 4 more . Yes, She raised 12 children in pure love to God and education . She insisted on graduating them from higher schools and thought them on discipline and love. Ruth McBride or Rachel told James that his father Andrew McBride was a man of vision and that without him ; she could be lost.
One point worth mentioning is that Rachel was a very wise lady and never wanted her children to think that they were different from her and to suffer the discrimination . So whenever James use to wonder about why his mother was white ; she use to simply tell him that she was “ light-skinned “. And when he asked about the color of God , she replied that He was the Color of Water. As a child James had many questions about his mother and about the racism he use to face when going with her out. This book makes us live the incidence happened back in early 19’s . Worth reading.
Yes, 2013 is finishing . It’s closing up with the biggest pain that it caused me. No words can describe my grieve. The only fact is that the year is over nevertheless the scar is never heal.
2013 started with the illness of the my dad, while March 12th he died. April , May , June , July … and I am still in grieve; am still in pain . I can’t forget it only made me more lonelier . I remember him in my arms ; I remember closing his eyes like it was yesterday – so how can I forget !
I joined my work , everything was tense .. I had to keep to my fake smile . And started crying for no reason at night . I don’t know am I happy or upset. I don’t know how I feel any more towards many things around me. I even transferred from my area towards another departments … another busy department ! Why ? because I don’t want to have any free time to think .. thinking is so dangerous . Thoughts about life scares me , visions of dad haunts me. Everything is weird . Nothing is normal …
I lie by his grave praying for him . Dreaming about the short period that I was with him. Could it be worse?
And so fast years lapse… in a blink everything could end . Everything around you is prone to change ; to end . Nothing remains.
Consider loving the people around you more. Learn how to live simply . If you don’t like what you do , change it ? If you did a mistake , apologize ! If you love someone , say it ! Don’t leave anything for tomorrow … Because tomorrow never comes .
Hopes misguide us, it makes us think that we will live forever. Have a short term hope , and make your wishes true. Never let go what you love.
May the coming years bring something different . May your lives be always brighten with love and care of dear people. May 2014 be special for you all .
It’s a story about life and for knowing life. As it says in the cover ” Life’s greatest lesson “ .
The story is about Morrie Schwartz , a professor at Brandeis University . After being diagnosed with ALS (Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis ) , a no cure disease and knowing that he is dying ; he started sharing his life with the people and to give them all that he knows and experienced in life. Being in TV show , accidently one of his favorite student who was going through a hard time in his career and life ; saw him . This former student who had felt guilty for not keeping in touch after graduation starts dropping visits to his teacher . And so they started meeting every Tuesday to talk about certain things . They talked about death , growing old , money , family , forgiveness , culture and marriage . Morrie said that when people die , they don’t really die but they stay alive in our heart because that’s how love goes on . As “ Death ends a life not a relationship. ”
In a beautiful account he teaches us many lessons of life , things we don’t learn in high school . But from people , people who are older than us , who lived and been through a lot . They stare with us their experience so that we can learn from it and live life as we should before it’s too late.
I highly recommend you to read it; to everyone who really wants to have a reason to live. To love life .
“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love and how to let it come in .”
When we lose something we can never replace. Sometime all that you wished for is to be happy . We live in trying to achieve that. Thinking that the world will help us conspire it; but unfortunately we forgot that it doesn’t really go the way we want. Beautiful ending and fairy tales is not in the real life because simply this is not a story. We love and we lose them , we try hard and we fail , we dream and it becomes nothing but mere dream.
I remember ones being HOPE …but that Hope is no more alive because life have knocked her many times down. She used to get up always and fight again but when the last time life let her down , it took her very precious secret behind her Hope . It took her heart down ; ever since Hope never came up again . She got nothing more… Nothing to dream for ; no one to love and no heart .
Have you ever felt that you are so useless in life … of no point and of no aim . At some point in your way ; you would get such thoughts ? But when you do ; just never listen to them believe in you heart .
He’s gone ; to start with whether it’s true or not. Whether I don’t want to believe it or not. He’s gone !! My Father died on 12th March 2013. He was bringing me security , hope and knowing that he is alive & breathing brought me pleasure even if I didn’t see him or even if we were distant apart. It was always like a dream to meet him and know him , hug him ; finally when I did that , finally when my dream came true he dies . He left me after knowing him for one year.
“Father , do hear me now ? Am here beside you and I will always be. “ This I told him as I was holding him . I stayed with him every second until he let my hand until tears came down my face. In a moment he just took a deep breath and all at once his eyes looked up , I wanted to feel his pulse . I was shivering putting my fingers on his neck to feel the carotid pulse but there was nothing, I pressed it hardly and yet there was nothing . I held daddy’s wrist to feel the pulse and there nothing too. I kept crying and starting doing CPR … I shouted for Ampu Bag to oxygenate him … everything went fast. They pulled me back and the doctor came and cleared him death. There were many people in the room . I couldn’t breathe . I ran irrationally outside to the garden …. I kept running , and running , running until I got so far and fell down crying . My big brother came later as everyone was searching for me . And I went back to dad room . I wiped my tears closed his eyes , starting praying for him and sat down lying on him . It was silent now everyone was out of the room ; it was only dad and me just as I always wanted to be him; just him and me ! I couldn’t just let him go ; Probably I wasn’t ready to accept it . Not even now when three weeks passed . As if he was yesterday here with me and now he’s not. I can’t imagine it . I can’t and I won’t ! A friend once told me that people don’t just leave us . They stay alive with us in our heart and in everything around us . He’s never gone ; he’s still here inside me.
Among all my sisters ; they use to say that I looked most like dad and I do . Whenever I look in the mirror I see him right there staring at me . And when every I smile ; he’s there in me .. and everything I do is just like him . The stubborn , hopeful , happy person. But I guess I can’t be happy as I was ; as he was ; not anymore.
Something inside me is gone; something is lost and you can’t replace that . No one can replace it . And the lonely I feel is nothing to describe in words.
When you are still stuck in that moment and you can’t wake up . It’s all over now. Because he’s gone . He took with him every beautiful thing in my life. He was the only dream that came true in my life.
If you just had one more day to live in your life with whom you like to spend it with ? and if you want go back on time to change one thing what would that be? And many other questions that kept us wondering ; you will find answer for in this novel .
FOR ONE MORE DAY is one of the most beautiful novels I read by Mitch album , when he describes in a very exciting way all the incidence gone in the life of Charles Benetto to his beloved mother Posey Bennet; in the account of times that his mother stood for him and times that he didn’t stand for his mother.
Regardless of many things, parents conflicts effects the children’s decisions however Posey Benetto told her son that he never has to choose between his parents . Yes, It not an easy thing to be in a position where you have to choose whom to support or go with; wither your father or mother.
Where all at once his mother was gone and at the moment he was playing baseball as his dad wanted . He left his mother on the day of her birthday , he left his mother to die alone . All he wished for now was to spend one more day with his mother to make it up for that happened . What if gets the chance to see his mother when her ghost comes and guides him through.