What really matters
There is a moment in our life, when we have to realise, what really matters. Things, even the most beautiful, are only things. We can not take them, when we will be gone. All will become a dust with time. What will stay, it’s what we did for others. For those, who needed us.
Sometimes little help can save somebody’s life. Sometimes it can be small gesture, smile, and care, when despair makes somebody doubt, that anybody cares. We don’t have to do much. Sometimes it’s enough to show, that we care. It can be enough to give people strength to survive the worst.
We are usually so much absorbed with our life, which is running fast, that we even don’t notice, that somebody close to us is fighting the biggest battles in life. They are often to proud to ask for help or just don’t want to bother us with their problems.
We are on this world for each other, not for ourselves. As much will stay in others as much of us will survive after our departure.
I am also a sinner. I could care more. I could be more attentive.
I don’t know, how much time I have. I hope, that enough to change somebody’s life. Enough to save somebody’s life, when it seems, that there is no hope.
I believe in miracles. As long as we breath everything is possible.