Who says life is boring? Life can never be boring! Well.. ok.. depends on which perspective you are looking at.
Yesterday, I got a surprise from my sheep.. She got me a graduation gift! That thought along with what my sister did for me on Sat made me realized how much I may have neglected my friends. When I was in Australia, giving gifts and surprises were nearly a norm there. Sometimes, I will slip an encouragement card in between my housemates' textbook or hide a gift under a pillow, etc. Hmm.. As I give it a deep deep thought.. How long ago was it that I have encouraged/surprised/blessed someone? Hmm.. A thought worth thinking and putting into action. Anyway, my sheep knows me well. I love to journal so she gave me a journal.. And I think she is observant enough to know that I like Olive Green. Haha.. It's so beautiful and precious that I can't bear to start using it.
And well, of course, with surprises, life has also its disappointments. Recently, life has not been too smooth sailing at work and disappointments is starting to taint the beautiful pic that I had in my mind. Today was an upsetting day (in a way) and (in a way), I really can't bring myself to smile or laugh.
But anyhow, I was reminded of this story of a person watching the painter paint. The picture started with bright colours and the person felt that the picture is getting real pretty. Suddenly, the painter start to splash black paint on the painting. Whilst that happened, the person start to cringe in his seat thinking why must the painter spoil the pic! Soon that cringing got less and the person start to sit up straight admiring the painting standing tall and pretty before him. What the story is illustrating is that sometimes, "ugly" colours will paint your world but if you stand firm and strong, you will emerge victorious and "pretty". It's (to me) the moulding process.. the refining process..
Thing is - If I think I am disappointed, am I the only one having disappointments? It's a matter of how to make the best of the situation.. =)
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