Một người chị khóa trên, tuy không tiếp xúc nhiều nhưng cũng có vài lần nói chuyện. Trong trí nhờ, chị là người lặng lẽ, ít nói nhưng lúc nào cũng chăm chú làm việc, hoạt động đoàn hội tận tâm. Bạn bè – anh chị em khóa trên khóa dưới quý mến. Chị đi du học, gia đình tận vùng xa. Đột ngột tin dữ, ba mẹ chị thậm chí không thể sang đón chị về với đất mẹ.
Mọi người chia sớt nỗi đau. Nhưng khi nào mới nhẹ lòng những người còn ở lại?
Một người bạn, một cô gái thật thà, hiền và suy nghĩ rất đơn giản. Sống với tình cảm gia đình sâu nặng. Vài ba tháng quen biết, lập gia đình. Cô bạn trở nên u buồn và khép kín với bạn bè. Cuộc sống bỗng chốc đảo lộn. Không hiểu chuyện gì có thể đã xảy ra, với chính cô ấy, với người chồng mới cưới, với gia đình? Câu chuyện về cô bạn chỉ còn lại những tiếng thở dài, những lời băn khoăn và những giả thiết bỏ dở…
My roommate talked about conflict conversations with her colleague at work for a while. Last night, she told me story about that colleague with more empathy and understanding, after a business trip spending together and more listening. Happy for her, happy for them and I also feel … well, I could say… happy 😀
My big boss, at first, I thought he …. somehow, sometimes.. ew. Deciding to stay for a while, I keep observing and listening to him/to his conversation/during meetings… for 5 months (so far). Then, for now, I feel just so right working here, with him, in this hospital (Still, nobody perfect, though :D)
Most of the things I’ve read about debating skill, people talk about how to express themselves and to be listened. Not much about how to listen. Yah, I know, we cannot just listen, we need to say, but in a proper manner, cant we? That would be great!
Friends come to me for a talk. Most of the time, I used to think that I would be the one who would talk that talk (giving opinion, observation, advice or whatever words to say) or at least both/all of us would talk. But, overtime, it turns out that all I need to do is listening calmly, attentively with empathy for understanding, give them some words (just some words comforting their souls if they really need it), or just a hand to hold, an empathy glint to look at, a shoulder to rely on….
I am sorry if there was anytime I refused any conversation request from you all, in the past, just because at that time, I might felt not ready to listen. I would love to come back (if you still need me) when I can stay calmer with more empathy and really humble to listen to you with all my heart.
Just send me listening request, I would love to be there with you if I can prepare myself the state of listening for understanding (I guess most of the time, nah)
“I lay my love on you”, “My love” and “Fool Again” were the first three songs in my mom’s first mobile phone (since the phone memory was not enough space, I had to delete all files in that phone just for these 3 songs).
Listen to those songs day and night. Remember when I woke up very early in the morning, sat at the table next to the window, fresh wind blowing from the our small garden, still a little bit dark outside but I could feel the Sun were preparing to show up on time – those songs were played from the phone. Remember when I stayed up late at night, mom and dad were sleeping, rain outside, little kitty kept saying “gru gru” on my table messy with books and paper – those songs were played from the phone. Love those things unconsciously…
Grow up to leave my sweet home for high school, “Home” and “Flying without wings” … were songs saving me from unpreventable home sickness. Going to this city for college, “You raise me up”, ” Safe”, “I have a dream” …were in my phone all the time.
Sitting down, slowly, listening to those songs can make me feel how I used to feel through each stage of my life. Other songs might be in and out my playlist for a while but those songs are more than that! Cuz they come along with some kinds of memory.
Being at Shane’s concert is something that I have never dreamed of. It seems too short for me (maybe cuz I just cant get enough anyway). His life, his real love story, his songs, his voice… Oh Shane! You’re just born to sing for us 🙂 I am not gonna describe the concert in detail cuz you need to be there to sing along with him, to see him on stage and to be around by friends loving his voice, just like you. #goodfeeling
I haven’t got his new albums for recent years but I could say, from now on, Shane’s song continues to be a part of my life stage. His songs still keep Westlife spirit, but more experienced, more mature and more thoughts in the lyrics, at least to me. Hopefully, to someday, when I sit down with someone, playback those tracks and feel that this life is just something beautiful!
I wanna grow old with you
I wanna die lying in your arms
I wanna grow old with you
I wanna be looking in your eyes
I wanna be there for you
Sharing in everything you do
I wanna grow old with you
