Passion for life
This is a personal anecdote of a very close friend who helped me through a tough time. i really hope she won't mind. This story inspired me everytime i felt down. I used to look at it everyday for a period cuz i stuck it up on the wall of my work space....
Tell you a story...
One summer, my parents sent me back to HK for the summer to work. I had loads of fun. I was shopping and hanging out with my old friends. One day, I was out with a friend shopping. I kept rubbing my eyes, don't know what happened. Then, i went home. In the middle of the night, my eyes just stung. It was really really really painful and tears were running down my eyes. I couldn't open my eyes, or I could but I couldn't see anything.
I totally freaked out. I went out into the streets at 4am to find eye-drops hopefully to ease the pain, walking alone (basically feeling my way around). When i got to a 7-11, they ran out of eye-drops. I just felt totally helpless.
But then, the next few days, I went to the doctor and he said he doesn't know if I will ever see again.
I was shocked. I had to keep living my life with my eyes closed and I couldn't go out in the morning coz the sun would stung my eyes and I would tear very quickly. I had to wear a huge hat. All of my friends (even non-Christian ones) started desperately praying for me. Finally, after a week, I opened my eyes, and I saw the world again.
You have no idea how much I love the life that I could see. Passion in life doesn't have to be reinserted through going out to see, look around and you will realize how very very lucky you are to be in this world. And you will have passion.
Tell you a story...
One summer, my parents sent me back to HK for the summer to work. I had loads of fun. I was shopping and hanging out with my old friends. One day, I was out with a friend shopping. I kept rubbing my eyes, don't know what happened. Then, i went home. In the middle of the night, my eyes just stung. It was really really really painful and tears were running down my eyes. I couldn't open my eyes, or I could but I couldn't see anything.
I totally freaked out. I went out into the streets at 4am to find eye-drops hopefully to ease the pain, walking alone (basically feeling my way around). When i got to a 7-11, they ran out of eye-drops. I just felt totally helpless.
But then, the next few days, I went to the doctor and he said he doesn't know if I will ever see again.
I was shocked. I had to keep living my life with my eyes closed and I couldn't go out in the morning coz the sun would stung my eyes and I would tear very quickly. I had to wear a huge hat. All of my friends (even non-Christian ones) started desperately praying for me. Finally, after a week, I opened my eyes, and I saw the world again.
You have no idea how much I love the life that I could see. Passion in life doesn't have to be reinserted through going out to see, look around and you will realize how very very lucky you are to be in this world. And you will have passion.
posted by The Grin Reaper at
11:27 PM
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