I just want to thank you...

Inspiration happens in the most unusual times and places. I am always inspired by the people and things around me but sometimes it just hits on me so hard as to what it really means to live, to love, to give, to have, to choose, to love... To love.

I can't really say who this person is but she allowed me to share it with you; so be thankful. It happened in the most unwielding moment. We were just chatting like normal friends when she started talking about her family and her mother...

You see her mother has cancer. All this time, I knew about her mother having cancer but I didn't know about all the other things that was happening to her. She is one of the strongest people I know now. Her dad had quit his job, and because of that no one is actually bringing income home. They are currently living on their savings. She felt depressed and lost in her own world of wants and obligations. She saves where ever she can and gave up alot on the things she wants to do, learn and have. As she started talking about all the things she intended to do and learn, tears just welled up in her eyes. She said that even if her parents allowed her to do the things, she wouldn't have the heart to; under such circumstances to do any of the things. Hiding much of her pain and the feeling of not able to express herself, she shares with me how she feels depressed at times. She couldn't show how she felt at home because if she does she'll affect her mother as well as everyone else in the family. I am so touched by how mature and strong she was to be going through all this while looking so normal before i knew about it. She must have love so great to be able to stay strong willed to carry on her school and helping out at home. At that moment i almost cried with her.

People reading this, i don't know how much of what i wrote got to you. But it certainly means something very important to all of us. If you don't understand this i urge you to think about it. How would you react to something like that? What would you do if something like that happened to you? Would your love and courage grow like hers or will you give up? More importantly how are you living now?

In response to that i'm actually collecting words of encouragement for her so if you have something to say to her, even if its something like "you are a great inspiration" or "Keep fighting and believing" Please write it on the tag board above with your name attached. I'll publish it in my next post.

Drives

Its been quite some time since the last post. How have your life been? Good? Great.

I'm a big fan of drives and i always question where do drives come from and how people are driven to do something.

What truely drives you? What is the one thing that makes you jump out of bed instead of dragging yourself out of bed? In thinking about this i thought: If drives are the things we want why then are there so many people not able to get up and out to do something that will put them closer or help them achieve what they want. The answer was simple: it was the distinction between a want and a need. To illustrate this, let me tell you a story:

The other day i was at a really great party at my friend's place which lasted from 8pm till about 1am in the morning and i needed to get back home really soon cause i did not tell my parents that i would be that late, the distance to my house was not that far so i decided to jog home. The way home had two routes, one longer route around a cemetery to the road leading to my house and the shorter route which is to cut through the cemetery. It would probably save me about ten minutes to get home if i took the route through the cemetery, but i was always not that ready for travelling through a cemetry in the night so i never took that route before until that night... I was kinda high and crazy so all by myself i just dashed into the cemetery...It was darker than i expected, but the moonlight provided just enough visibility to the short cut i took. I liked the way the dry leaves and wet grass ruffled as i ran over them. Being 'hig'h i started running faster and faster. There was something in front of me that i didn't notice. It was a grave that was dug for someone whose burial was not until tomorrow. So it was like this big hole in the ground; i fell in it.

At the thought of what i just fell into, i started to panick. It wasn't an everyday thing that you get to visit someone's home of their after life you know. I tried with all my might and effort grasping and gripping the soil to pull myself out. But to no avail i just couldn't. After many attempts at it, i finally gave up and sat down in a corner. It was a nasty place to be in. I decided that someone would probably come in the morning and find me here. So i made myself as comfortable as possible, resting my head on my hands on my bended knees.

It was about half an hour after i fell into that hole that i heard this noise coming really rapidly towards where i was. I wanted to call out but it was too late, the other guy who was taking this shortcut fell inside with me as well. But in description, i think he fell much harder on the ground than me. He must be running real fast because he fell straight down on his face which sort of still dragged along the ground a bit. (okok i'm not good at describing it)

Like me he started frantically jumping and climbing really hard out of the grave. He tried harder than i thought so i thought i should tell him its no use. So i said: "Its no use.." Something scary happened...

He screamed and jumped out of the hole. Like he had super powers. I guess he didn't know i was there with him. I guess after i said what said, it gave him more need to get out of there than a want to get out. :p