As powerful as it seems, the words "sacrifice" and "forgiveness" each carries its own significant meaning. Those things doesn't come easily at all. However, I could somehow relate/link both words one way or another.
Obviously, there are so many ways of making sacrifices. Personally, when I hear the word sacrifice, I will instantly think of my parents, how they had always been there, like literally every moment. It might not be the same for you, because our backgrounds and upbringing differ (but that's what makes the world interesting, don't you think?). Sometimes I read upon stories of real life adoption and all, and wonder: how can people who are totally not related to us, take a whole new step to make sacrifices? Feelings can be really funny (in a good way). But...I'm thankful to know that those kind of people do exist. :) I mean, it brings hope everyday. That really warm feeling.
No matter how cold and disrespectful (well at least for me..and I don't mean it at all) we treat our caregivers sometimes, they never once turned their heads and walk away on us. In fact, despite how angry they get sometimes, they eventually forgive, having this belief that we will learn to become better. That's like a whole new level of love, a strong affection that even millions of apologies and repaying is nothing compared to that. ♥ I'm sorry, but does it really make a difference? I need to act now.
Since I know my parents are unconditionally loving me , its time I change something... be it this and that. It won't be easy, for all I know. But I have been told not to give up easily on certain things, and I do believe in that... especially when you know your own mistakes.
Hm I do genuinely hope to see better results in the future because right now, I'm on this unstable road with shards of broken glass panes and used bullets to walk through (yeah you can set your own interpretation here).
All that being said, I can conclude that this seemed more like a 'thoughts' post, which is pretty much further from just having a solution to some LIFE problem(s).
I ain't perfect, no one is...we all know that. At some point, we breakdown. But that doesn't mean its the end.
Alright. Let me do my best to rejoice and spend my youth time wisely. Now.
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Have a happy weekend all!
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