Eighty-two Years for Free
An eighty-two-year-old woman, struggling to breathe
Twenty-four hours of oxygen extended her life indeed
The next day was a gift of life.
For the first time, she could appreciate the sunlight.
The doctor released her soon, up from her death bed.
He gave her the hospital bill that made her life extended.
The old lady wailed and buried her face in her palm
But crying won’t make her bills be gone.
The lady confessed, “It’s not the bills I’m weeping for.”
“I can pay for that, I assure you, Sir.”
“I cry for I need to pay the air I breathed in just a day.”
“The same air I’ve been breathing all my life for free every day!”
“For eighty-two years, I’ve been ungrateful and materialistic.”
“Only to convenient people, I become enthusiastic.”
“So now, in the hospital, I struggled by myself.”
“The people that I used to know have left.”
We all breathe the same air. Free air to survive every day.
God is the only one who can provide it for free. He is indeed great!
Therefore, little trivial things we should enjoy and treasure.
And be grateful for they are the gifts of life that can’t be measure.
“Only loss teaches us about the value of things. “
— Arthur Schopenhauer
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