My aim is not to write just something to write, but to have something to write about.
Sometimes things just pop up, either an article I read, or something someone said. Like today, someone talked about going on retirement. Upon my remark: he can start to enjoy things of life, he replied:"what's the use, you work hard your whole life and when you can enjoy things, you're tired and old."
He's got a point; lots of people go and do things once they retire. Their whole life they've been working hard and doing little to enjoy life.
My father once said to me, when you work; better go with a smile to work rather than a long face. After all, your work is part of your life.
So why shouldn't we enjoy life DURING our life? Why should we only work? If you go with a smile to your work, enjoy your work, not only will you like going, but you'll be motivated to go the extra mile.
Been working as waiter in a place where I had great contact with colleagues. One of the people working there seemed to have a problem with everyone and everything. This person could never take a joke, couldn't laugh. Did not even accepted people around at work enjoyed working together and talking to each other whilst working.
Some people even were afraid to take a simple drink. One day was being asked if I had an illness as I was drinking lots of water. (Kind of normal if you sweat during summer time and work hard, no?).
You could see this person was totally frustrated with her life and she was constantly being childish towards others, talking behind the back, going to the Manager for the slightest thing.
Instead of having people helping her, she pushed everyone away. Then when she did need help, she was so surprised nobody did help her.
How will that person look back at her life by the time she will retire? Will she will ask herself what she did with her life.
It's a shame people do not see the Life around them, don't try to get along with others.
We should treasure life every day. I've met this person who had an open heart operation and lay in coma during a couple of days. He was still recovering after a year. This whole thing had opened his eyes to Life and he takes every day as it comes. Not bothered with the small things.
Do we really need something to happen to us before we realise what life is giving us? Or can we enjoy Life and live it at its fullest every day we have?