After my sudden encounter with Chickenpox I have come to view life differently for a number of strange reasons. Number one, anything is better than bad health. And when I say anything I mean it. This belief can also be attributed to the fact that I also fell ill for a week not very long ago complaining of fever and headache. Trust me, when you're lying sick on the bed you are NOT thinking of handing over that assignment on time, making that A grade or fantasizing about why your imaginary love life isn't working out (or your best friend's for that matter!)Number two, life will go on and you must strive to thrive. The inspiration for this comes from some close friends of mine. A lot of times when they are faced with new situations and challenges (for example staying for an extended period in school during the vacations) many of them have fears such as missing out on time with family and not having company. I myself am guilty of such fears on more occasions than one. But the point is this. When you're lying sick on the bed you simply DON'T have any such fears. All you want is to get better and you sincerely believe the rest will take care of itself. Imagine bringing this attitude to your life even when you're hail and hearty.
Thus I believe no matter what fears you may harbor that life will go on and you can only make the most of it when you strive to thrive!
(Yeah and those guys, Signature on the top left just inspire me)
