I drop my mobile phone at all times. Also hanging phone in my office, most of the time I passed through the wall where it is hang on. I broke 3 eyeglasses in 2 years in Melbourne. I used to make car i drove hit something, could it be a motorcycle in front of the car, a concrete wall, or just tree if 'lucky'. When i was a kid, I threw my bottle away to the big glass window at home. The big glass window was broken into pieces just because I was disappointed with the taste of my milk in the bottle. Instead of asking politely, "More sugar please!", breaking a glass window is my statement for "Moooooreeee sugaaaaarrrrr pleeeeeaaassseeee!". My mom called little me "Betoro Siwo", a God of destruction.
Mistake, mistake, mistake. And it's not the end of the world! Live with it. Or be sorry for it. Or just simply, fix it!
Things are fallen. Things are broken. But things can be fixed too. Fixing is not just forgive and forget. Fixing is facing. It could be painful. Fixing is responsibility.
For me, it's not always wrong for doing mistakes. As long as it would make you learn. As long as you could fix what you've done wrong. As long as it could make you a better person. We broke things. But those things should not make us afraid to going forward. There, we might find something crueler. Something harder. There, might be a bigger chance for us to do more mistakes.
Fixing is a business. Hospitals run the business fixing people's bodies. Doctors could fix your sick liver, lung, heart, or not-so-beautiful nose, chin and skin. Someone made my eyeglasses, car and glass window fixed. People and mistakes are what make fixing a business. And you run "the business" too.
Because, it is you who fix your OWN self.
2 comments:
whada u say, if someone, in his life always be carefull, think twice before do something. He doesn't "run ur business", does he? Perfect since the first time?
U mean he never made a single mistake? then never fix things?
He either so sick or a zombie, may live but not alive.
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