the value of “absence”…
i am a left hander.
i am so used to do everything with it that i thought that’s the oni hand i’d need to live a normal life..to write, to cut, to hold a badminton racket…..etc.
well, i was wrong.
in case u don’t know, i cut my right index finger deep last week, and for the whole week i had to wrap the finger into a big white bun to avoid further damage.
so that means i have to do everything with one hand. it’s not easy i tell u…. having to hold a hot plate of soup with oni one hand, having to bathe with right hand high up to avoid getting it wet while cleaning urself with another….brushing teeth with one hand while having to on and off the tap water using the SAME hand….
i never did realise my right hand was so important to me….untill i lost it…..(temporarily, of course…)
see, it’s human nature to overlook what is in front of our eyes and to take what we already have for granted. we would not appriciate it untill we loose it….when it is too late. then the regret and the guilt comes in….
it’s the same thing with people. we do not appriciate the people around us untill they are far from us, that’s when we miss them. worse, if they are gone forever, and we know that we can’t see them forever, that’s when we start to value them…and what they did for us….it’s the weakness of the human being in general…
i hope that my finger will recover soon and i will be able to use both of them actively…
i promise i would "love" my right hand as much as i love the left……hehe…