Living one day at a time

Moving from place to place is one of the most hassle activities that you would get through. As much as possible, we would like to stay at our place for the rest of our lives. But, as they say, change is the only thing permanent on earth. Seasons and reasons change and all the time, we are not in control of these changes. Sometimes, we have to move on with our lives at the same time we have to move out from our places where we are staying.

Packing then unpacking the things is also a hard task but with the help of friends and relatives can make it a little bit easier. Before the big move we will have a garage sale to earn a saving. My little brother asked me if he can sell also his old computer and games magazines for a little amount. My hubby was interested with the magazines and he found the last month edition of his favourite game magazines. He choose the one with an article about Casino. My little brother was pleased and excited since he got already his first customer. For us, we hope that we can make everything in order before summer comes.

I wanted to share to you this forwarded email I receuved while ago. The story is great to ponder.

There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and he had to choose between them.

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror, for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.

The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell and in which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest… perfect peace.

Which picture do you think won the prize?

The King chose the second picture. Do you know why? “Because,” explained the King, “peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace.”

from storybin.com

BEIJING (Reuters) - The world’s tallest man, China’s Bao Xishun, became the world’s tallest father this week with the birth of his first child, a boy whose initial height seems a compromise between his gigantic dad and average-sized mum.

Bao’s son measured 22 inches long at birth, the senior doctor at Zunhua Hospital in Hebei province told Reuters.

Although slightly taller than average for newborn children, Bao’s boy came up well short of the 29.5 inches (75 centimeters) claimed as a record birth length last year, also in China.

“Bao is quite happy. The baby is healthy and a normal size,” the hospital’s senior doctor Zhang told Reuters.

Bao, a 7-foot-9-inch herdsman from Inner Mongolia, last year married Xia Shujuan, a pygmy by contrast at 5-foot-6 inches.

“I hope he or she can be about 2 meters tall,” Bao, 57, said last year about his wishes for a child. “Then he or she can play basketball.”

His son weighed 4.2 kilograms at birth, a touch heavier than average.

Bao briefly lost his Guinness World Records title as the tallest man to Ukrainian Leonid Stadnyk but regained it in August when Stadnyk refused to be measured under new guidelines.

Bao’s son was born on Thursday but news of the birth only spread widely on Saturday, with the Chinese press according the newborn a level of privacy that is rare for the world’s tallest man.

The former goat herder hires himself out for publicity stunts and his wedding last year was sponsored by at least 15 companies.

Source: Reuters