"melhore uma cara vermelha, do que um coração preto."
translation; "better a red face, than a black heart."
On the ride home from Seabreeze with my Father yesterday, i realized something that i've never thought of before. I am not a bad person. My heart is kind, but my temper is dangerous. I am one of the most forgiving people you will ever meet. You can do anything to me, and i'll forgive you if you just apologize & give me an expanation.
There is this one beautiful person that I know, and she just so happens to be my older sister. She is one of the most gracious people I know & she reminds me so much of our grandmother. I am so proud of her. She has gone through alot and she still manage to keep her head up, with the biggest smile painted on her face that you'll ever see. Now, I know this may not make sense, but i only wish i grow up to be like her.
Another wonderful person I know is my grandmother, Mary Lou Couto. She is one of the most incredible people I know. She worships the Lord and she never complains. If I could use one word to describe my grandmother it would be 'satisfied'. She has a beautiful family and great grandchildren that love her to shreds! I have never once heard my grandmother scold me or yell. She always displays a patient demeanor and she handles every situation with kindness, patience, love, and care.
These people are a rare breed. I only hope I can be like them some day.
Friday, July 23, 2010
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