The other day I happened to be at home and while doing a few things in the kitchen I smelled something rotten. I didn’t know what it was and since this is not like a phone you can call and once it rings you know where the phone is, I had to rely on my nose to follow the smell and finally identify where it was coming from so that I can clean it out. Finally, after overworking my nose, I realized the trashcan in the kitchen was full and needed to be emptied.
“Those who overcome great challenges will be changed, and often in unexpected ways. For our struggles enter our lives as unwelcome guests, but they bring valuable gifts. And once the pain subsides, the gifts remain. These gifts are life's true treasures, bought at great price, but cannot be acquired in any other way.”
― Steve Goodier
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,