Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stories. Show all posts
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Valentine's Day-Haiku Poem
A happy day for some,
A sad day for others they say,
But it's just a day.
Labels:
2 cents on spiritual experiences,
haiku,
Happy Valentine's day,
love,
relationships,
Sad Valentine's day,
stories,
ups and downs of relationships,
valentine's day
Valentine's Day-Haiku Poem
Hey Valentine's day,
It's all tears and joy for some,
But nothing for others.
Hate into Love-Haiku Poem
You hate it deeply,
But that hate can soon turn to love,
So respect the lines.
Trying-Haiku Poem
Try all you can child,
Because the sun will shine on you,
Maybe tomorrow or today.
Labels:
courage,
haiku,
perseverance,
persistence,
stories,
the future,
the sun,
trying
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Taking the First Step-Haiku Poem
The very first step,
Might be so hard to ever take,
But you gotta take one.
Labels:
challenges,
doing your best,
haiku,
haiku poem,
stories
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
A Haiku Poem about My Mom's Prayer
I believe it is,
Yes it is my mom's prayers,
That sustain my life.
Labels:
appreciation,
beliefs,
faith,
gratitude,
haiku and stories,
haiku poem,
life,
mom's love,
mom's prayers,
parents,
religion,
stories
Haiku about Love
Love is what you want,
Only you know what you need,
Don't disagree girl.
Labels:
emotions,
feelings,
girl in love,
girls in love,
love,
relationships,
stories,
stories and haiku
New Haiku Section
At first, I thought that haiku would be hard. I wrote my first haiku poem yesterday. I want to begin writing many as possible about different human experiences. For starters, haiku is a Japanese form of poetry that uses a 5/7/5 syllable scheme and doesn't have to rhyme. Enjoy!
Be happy for her
It's not always about you
Take time to do that.
Labels:
Japanese culture,
poetry,
self-reflection,
stories,
stories and haiku
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Don't Complain To Everyone
There are a lot of people who have had it worse than you. You might think that you have had all the trouble in the world but you haven't. Everybody has a different story you just need to take time to listen and earn their trust before you complain in their face.
Labels:
complaining,
different life stories,
nagging,
stories,
worse plight
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Part 3: The Hardest Lesson I Have Yet To Learn
I then got the strength to confront my mother about her plastic surgery addiction. This was a real problem in my family but no one wanted to face her. Many years had gone by and my mother had gone from place to place changing every part of her body. After every surgery she would come out even more dissatisfied. One day she said, "Shira why are you staring at me like that?" I then said, "I always look at you this way everyday." She didn't believe me in then burst into tears. I then took her in my arms as she then sobbed, "Shira Shira I know you are not proud to have me as your mother. I am not even proud of myself but could you please forgive me?" I remained silent and puzzled but I let her continue. She then said, "I have struggled with accepting myself for the longest time ever. This is the hardest lesson I have yet to learn. I have made a promise to myself to not get another plastic surgery procedure ever again. Can you please help me keep that promise?" I looked at her and said "Of course, I will. I am your daughter and I love you and I would do any and everything for you."
I actually could have never told my mother those words if she had asked me that many months ago. I even shocked myself. What happened to me? I then remembered that even though I had always felt like my parents didn't love me...they didn't have to love me in order for me to love them. I loved me and I accepted me and that is all that mattered. That is why I will never forget the summer I turned 17.
End of the Story.
Here are the other parts of the story:
Part 1: The Hardest Lesson I Have Yet To Learn
Part 2: The Hardest Lesson I Have Yet To Learn
Labels:
growing up,
mother and daughter,
plastic surgery,
stories
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Part 2: The Hardest Lesson I Have Yet To Learn
I never thought that I was beautiful until the day that I met the true me in the mirror. I realized that although I did not fit within the standards of what society defined as beautiful ...I was beautiful just as me in my own way. Yes, every inch of my skin, vessels, hair, and yes the spirit that resided in me. I then got the strength to confront my mother about...
Part 3 To be Continued...
Part 3 To be Continued...
Labels:
beauty,
music,
pre-teens,
self-image,
stories,
teenage boys
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Part 1: The Hardest Lesson I Have Yet To Learn
Nobody understood me. All I wanted to do was feel wanted. My parents never had time for me. The only solace that I found was in music. Whenever, I listened to music, I felt like I was in a world that could comfort and understand me. I was like any other pre-teen as I was into boys and my looks. I never thought that I was beautiful until the day that I met.......
Part 2 To be Continued...
Labels:
music,
pre-teens,
stories,
teenage boys
Confessions of a Control Freak
I used to want to have everything planned out for even 10 years down the road. This was especially in regards to my career and marriage. It wasn't about the specific place, car, house, or clothes that I wanted to own.
That sort of life was tiring and soon ended in college after I realized that the inevitable will occur no matter what. I ended up changing my major and career goals. I even changed the age that I planned to get married at. And you know what? It's okay. I have learned that it is good to plan ahead but don't let that stop you from exploring other opportunities.
I am not the same person who walked into college...I am now a new me although at the end of the day I am me.
Story From A Reader of dailylifeandliving.blogspot.com
Friday, October 18, 2013
Part 10: Jedidiah's and Hope's decision
After seven years, Hope and Jedidiah married. By that time she was an adolescent medicine specialist and he was a lawyer. And even Damon had overcome his problems with alcohol. Aime and Amon who were the twins they were blessed with after a year of marriage were also showered with all the love in the world. The interesting thing is that Jedidiah had learned the power of patience and faith after waiting for Hope to get done with university and then begin a family.
Labels:
love story,
stories,
story
Part 9: Jedidiah's and Hope's decision
While eating their doughnuts and tea, Jedidiah cleared up his throat and gave Hope a present. It was an adolescent encyclopedia and it was the latest edition. "Thanks Jedidiah, you're so caring and special and may God bless you!" He paused for what seemed like a million seconds and then said, "You too Hope and I hope that it equips you in your work helping troubled teenagers meet Christ. You know what Hope. I love you and I want us to be together. She stared at him as if she was lost in an endless ocean. "Oh Jedidiah that's such a big decision to think about now...we have only known each for three months". He was prepared for her answer and simply said, "That's fine, all in all my prayer is that God's will is done whenever you are done seriously thinking this through".
Labels:
love,
love story,
stories,
story
Part 8: Jedidiah's and Hope's decision
They soon met on the way to the cafe. "Oh how coincidental !", exclaimed Hope. "Just as how we both happened to have spent our childhoods in Africa but now we're living our adult lives abroad" Jedidiah said. She smiled to herself as he spoke as she thought about him and how he never got tired of connecting and relating thoughts, things, and basically everything. Of course, this made sense because he was studying law. When they got in, the waitress took their orders and it seemed like forever to Jedidiah as he was thinking of how to express his deepest feelings to the object of his heart who seemed clueless. It was if him and Hope had unconsciously agreed to get to know each other and never rush things that could easily brew between the opposite sex.
Labels:
love,
love story,
stories,
story
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