~&~ Real LiFe...and My DaD`s Story ~&~

?عفكرة هل الوردةأشوفها حلوة لولاحظتو في كل قسم كأنه مكتوب الله بس بدون حرف الهاء وكأنه حد رافع ايده يدعي حلو صح : )عوض مدينتي ^___^هي رسمة من موقع ايراني..هذا نسميه بركه (بكسر الباء وسكون الراء وفتح الكاف يتجمع فيها ماي المطر أعتقد ومنتشرة في مدينتي عوض ^____^أحب البركه

Salam Alikom ya 7elweeeeN

sometimes i hate it when my mood affects the people around me

i get streSssEd..i get angry and upset and i act rude with myFamily and Friends..sometimes i don't mean it..sometimes i do..but it isn't an excuse..any ways..i hope they understand and forgive my mood Swings ^_^ cuz sometimes it is not personal..i am not angry at them..but i pore the water on them

ok..so before few days..i went to the hospital again..i went to a patient "M"..he was from Pakistan..a good man he seemed..i was asking about his diet..then i reached the question about streSs and depression..he said..yes he is very depresSed..i don't remember the exact conversation..but we were talking about how Reading Al-Quran Al Kareem helps..he said yes it helps but he still has depression..suddenly..i noticed he go a lump in his throat --->this phrase reminds me of my Cute Lil Friend TwEeety..so i said..don't worry..things will be better ensha Allah..i hope u get better

then i went to write down some information from his file and i heard him crying with a very low..voice..i did not look..maybe i was afraid to handle the situation..maybe i felt i will make him cry more and i dunno what to do then? i am weak in these situations :D

then i told him..every thing happens for a reason..don't worry..he said pray for me..God bless you..i said thank you for your time..i will pray for you and i did..i think so far..he is one of the most patients who touched my HEART along with another 19 years old boy who was left by his family in the hospital for more than 10 years i think : (

i felt "M" needed some confortbling words..i hope he gets better..ensha Allah.. : )

any ways..

once my dad told me a story

he said that when his father (MyGrandFather) ..Allah yer7amah.. was alive..in Iran..he was holding a small wooden design or something..i think..i don't remember what and he asked one of the kids about what he thought about that peice of art..my father said that he got angry..my father told my granfather..

" WHY ARE YOU ASKING A CHILD FOR HIS OPINION? HE IS A CHILD!!!!!!"

then my gradfather told him " well, fist of all..every person has a different prespective and the child may tell me something i couldn't see before and secondly, he is a child and when i ask him about his opinion..i am helping in building his eprsonality..i am giving him status..he will feel he is important and so on...

when dad told me this story..i really liked it..it taught me alot about being modest..asking people..treating people right and giving the children the opportunity to be responsibile and grown ups and hearing them

these days i feel alright el7amdu Allah..just HOpPinG for some ThingS to be Clearer and Better for me ensha Allah ^_______________^

Seeee yoooou.. ;) and if u have any stories tO share..LeT tme know : )

سبحان الله وبحمده عدد خلقه ورضا نفسه وزنة عرشه ومداد كلماته ^_____^ ابتسموووووووووووووا : )