This One’s for You

This one’s for you; the one who is going through a tough time and is ready to give up,
The one who feels like nothing will ever go right again after making one mistake,
The one who has so much to offer the world, but remains silent and afraid of the comments and rejection of society,
The one who is silenced by fear and confusion,
The one who sees the beauty in people, even when people reveal nothing but their ugly sides,
To you.

I love you. I love your flaws and your remarkable features. I love that incredible mind of yours. You are beautiful, strong, and independent. It’s just an impossible period of time, not an impossible life.

Surround yourself with people who make you happy, do more of what brings serenity to your life, and smile more often. Happiness looks great on you, I’m sure of that. You are doing a wonderful job, and it’s only a matter of temporary stress, remember that.



A Little Christmas Tale

I was in Church last Sunday and the priest told us a story…

“One day a man was telling little children about Christmas and about Jesus. Then he asked all the kids to illustrate what they’ve just learned. As he was walking around, he saw that a kid drew the manger containing two babies; Jesus and another boy.

The man was surprised, and confused, so he asked the little boy about the other baby in the manger.

The boy looked at him and said, “Well, I thought Baby Jesus could use warmth. And he knows what it’s like to be loved; having a family to keep Him warm. So, I thought that if I drew myself in that manger, I could keep Him warm too.”

The man was moved when he found out that boy was an orphan, and yet he had something to offer Jesus.”

The moral of this tale is that everyone has a gift to offer to Jesus. It doesn’t have to be extravagant. Jesus accepts the simplest forms of gifts.


Merry Christmas and God bless you all.

24 Incredible Acts of Kindness

Here is a video I have watched today which reflects 24 amazing acts of kindness. I was really able to learn a lot from this video, and I hope you will too.

This video reminds us of how important it is to be kind and hold out a helping hand.

Give, and never expect anything in return. Be kind, always.

Dear Mom, Dear Dad,

Thank you.

Thank you for making me the happiest person in the world, for never failing to love and support me, for never leaving my side no matter what, for every sacrifice – whether little or big -you made for me, for never making me look bad, for respecting me and protecting my rights.

Thank you for the roof over my head, the house I live in and happen to be extremely in love with, for the delicious food on my table, for all the gifts you’ve offered me, for all the love you gave me, for all the work you’ve done so I could be the person I am today, whether academically or socially.

I could never say how blessed I am to be your child, the one you saw growing up every day, the one whom you supported all along the way.

I love you, so much. I never doubted that you wouldn’t love me back. I admire the both of you. I hope when I’m a parent that I would make you proud, and be as good as you both are.
I graduate from high school in a year, and I still think that I need you. I know you’ll always be there, to support and comfort me. I would really appreciate it.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

With love,
Your daughter.

Old Man

Every day, I passed by a little shop down the street and saw an old man sitting in his rocking chair next to the shop door. He was always there, whether morning, noon, or in the evening. Sometimes the shop was closed, but he was there, observing.

However, one day I was passing by and spotted him talking to a young boy, probably 10-years-old. He told the boy to take the money he just received from him as a gift, and go buy some candy. This is when I told myself that the boy must have been his grandchild.

The next day, as I was walking down the street as usual to get to work for my afternoon shift, I saw the man talking to someone, a little homeless child. He actually stood up this time! He held the little girl’s hand and gave her what looks like five dollars. She smiled, and went to get a bottle of water.

This little act of kindness triggered my curiosity, so I went to the old man who had sat again in his chair and asked him what this was all about.

He grinned — I could barely see it through his white beard — and said to me that he has opened this shop specifically in this street for a reason.

“Do you know what this place is known as?”, said the man.

“Isn’t it 4th avenue?”

“It is, but it has a nickname. This is called refugee avenue. People named it that way because there are a lot of refugees that live in tents all around. Didn’t you notice?”

“I honestly never took the time to look around and admire this place, I was always so busy with getting to work on time”, I said, shyly.

After a discussion with the old man, I discovered that he opened a shop in this place, so that every day, he would offer the little refugee kids an amount of 5-10 dollars for them to get some food. And it worked.

He also said, “The satisfaction you feel after helping out others is much greater than the one you feel after getting a raise. Socrates once said that the one who knows good will do good, and I think I know good, and I want to spread good. So I did, and I’ve never been more satisfied.”

A life lesson I never forgot, and it opened my eyes so they could see that world needs a helping hand. Be kind, always.


She was born. She was raised. She was given whatever she wanted. You gave her so much.

You worked day and night and hour after hour to bring out the best for her life. When she woke up, you were already up. When she went to bed, you were still up. You made sure she never slept without being covered with a blanket. You made sure she always slept in the correct position.

When she came back from school, you had lunch already prepared. You never forced her to eat something she didn’t want to try. Some told you that what you did was spoiling her, but you never listened. Her happiness came first. You always knew that she’ll grow up and eventually change.

When she was sick, you never left her side. Medicine after medicine, tissue box after tissue box, clean shirt after clean shirt. You never left.

You sat beside her whenever she was doing her homework, and you never punished her because of a bad grade.

She grew up. She had now the right to make her own decisions. She has decided to work hard, just the way you taught her.

The years passed by, and she graduated. The lady you have been waiting to see was standing right in front of you. She delivered a farewell speech, and before you knew it, she was off to college.

She paid you visits, and everything was absolutely fine….except one day she said, “Mom, I never asked you this but, why do you have to wear this bandana? Are you hiding your hair? You’ve been doing that for the past seven years and I never had the courage to ask you why.”

You smiled, with tears filling up your eyes. And finally, you said, “My dear, I now see that you’ve gathered the courage to ask me about my hair. I didn’t have the courage to tell you this little secret…but I think, since we’re admitting things, I have to say it.”

“….what is it, Mom?”

“I…I have been battling cancer for the past ten years. It was until three years later after I was diagnosed that my hair eventually entirely fell off. Which is why I was often out of the house. Part of it was work, and the other was chemotherapy. I always had hope that I would be able to be a survivor, and to stay by your side. My love, even though my body is failing me bit by bit, I tried my best to make you the happiest little girl in the world, without anyone but your dad knowing about the struggle I’m facing.”

“But Mom, why didn’t you just tell me?”
You smiled, and continued, “Honey, look at you. You’re a beautiful, talented, successful and happy plastic surgeon. I couldn’t get you all worked up over me, and take happiness away from you.”

She stood up, and knelt beside the bed. She held your hand and said, “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Mom. You are the most encouraging, caring, talented, and beautiful person in the world. Even with that bandana, I never saw you otherwise. I love you. I love you so much. I wouldn’t be where I am if it weren’t for you. I promise I will be there for you, all the time.”

But, mother closed her eyes and said goodbye. She died peacefully, knowing she had accomplished her duties, having raised her kid to be a good person.

Love your mom.

Tuesdays with Morrie.

A pure masterpiece.

A book that teaches you about life values, love, sacrifice, family, relationships, how to deal with death, how not to surrender to the love of money, how to view life from a new, better, perspective and much more…

Morrie, a professor in the field of sociology and diagnosed with ALS, teaches each and every single reader a valuable lesson: how to live happily. Morrie is going to die, and he knows that he’s going to die, and he keeps reminding others that he’s going to die, but he never lost a single taste of happiness. Throughout the story, Morrie teaches Mitch, his ex-student, many valuable and inspirational lessons, including how to love endlessly, and most important thing of all, how to be human.

I cannot describe how powerful the impact that this book had on me was. It is by far the most touching and amazing book I have ever read. If you don’t end up crying, then this book did not move you enough, I can guarantee you that.

To the author of Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom, you are a pure genius, and I respect you as both an author and as a person.

Here are very few of the many — many — memorable passages found in the book.