Tired of Being Tired....

Today, I felt that I am tired of facing the world, to get up early, to go to work, to be stressed, and to make unwavering help to our clients. Then, I decided to write about an article of tired of being tired.

I dream of having a vacation, no phones, to computers, no work and especially, NO PROBLEMS. But I guess, it will only be a dream. Unless.....

Then, to start my day, for the first time Im early, I arrived here at the office at exactly 6:33 AM, and my shift is 7:00 AM. But, it did not go as I wanted it to go. First, I was informed that my office mate is upstairs doing some technical things I really don't know what it is. But I'm kind of irritated, what is he doing there that took him about an hour to do! Then I received a call, and bang!!! Thats it!!! I thought my head was gonna blow, I do not know what to say to the technical support since I really don't know what happened last night. I hate that stuff, really! Then, someone is in the gate, ringing the door bell. Oh my! I dont know what to do first, and that's it. I hate this day I said....

I searched for something that will make me smile just to make this day light. Here is what made me feel it:

Angel at the Bus Stop

There was still a steady rain when Amee trudged into the shelter at the bus stop that evening. Sitting heavily on the bench, she stared at muddy gutter, and wondered when things would ever change. So much had been wrong, she felt she was slowly being crushed inside. The physical therapy after the auto accident was only supposed to be for a couple weeks. The weeks had stretched to months, and although she could walk now, she still fought for balance on her steps, and the numbing ache still robbed her of sleep most nights. Her broken collarbone still ached, too, when it rained. Like today. Her stomach growled, and she grimaced at the thought of food. All the medications were ruining her appetite, too. She was so tired of being sick. So tired of being tired. Amee sat lost in thought, as the rain dripped steadily off the awning.

Suddenly, Amee was aware of white service shoes in front of her line of vision. Startled, she followed the sturdy uniform-clad legs up to see pudgy tan hands clasped around an ample waist within a bright blue scrub shirt. She looked up into a pair of crinkled-rimmed kind brown eyes, and realized a woman was speaking to her.

"Ya all right, honey?" she was saying. Without warning, Amee burst into tears. In seconds, the woman had stepped close, and pulled Amee's head to her ample bosom, and held her quietly close. The moment passed, and Amee straightened up, apologizing profusely through her tears.

"Stop Amee," said the soft voice. "God knows when we're drowning, and need His touch. The sun will come out again for you." Gently she kissed Amee's forehead, and turned to walk away.

"Wait!" cried Amee, "How did you know my name?!"

"God knows all His children by name, child."

As Amee blinked in astonishment, the bus arrived, blocking her view. As she stood up, shaking her head, the voice came again. At the same moment as the breaking sunbeams. In the mist steaming off the pavement Amee distinctly heard, "He knows you needed to be held in His arms, for just a moment. To hear His heartbeat. He sent me to wrap you in it today."

The author of the story is unknown and the source is unknown. But, thankfully, I read this one. It will help me pass this day. And I hope it will also do the same to the readers..

Let's always think that we all feel tired sometimes, and that we feel down and depressed. But, we should also think that we should experiece all of these to make us strong person, and for us to develop attitude that we don't have. Example is me, the attitude that I had today, was mainly, I have no patience....

Well, the only thing I can say is, have patience, basically, this is Philippines. We should all have that, PATIENCE, or else, nothing will happen....


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Never tell yourself, "I am tired!"....
Because the more you accept that thought
the more exhausted you'll become.

Life is a matter of perspective, either you complain
because roses have thorns or
you rejoice because thorns have roses...

It all depends on how you look at it.