I learned how to accept life as it is from my father.1, he did not teach me acceptance when he was strong and healthy, but rather when he was2 and ill. My father was once a strong man who loved being active, but a terrible illness3 all that away. Now he can no longer walk, and he must sit quietly in a chair all day. Even talking is4.
One night, I went to visit him with my sisters. We started talking about life, and I told them about one of my beliefs. I said that we must very often give up5we grow - our youth, our beauty, our friends - but it always seems that after we give something up, we gain something new in its place. Then suddenly my father6, "Son, I gave up everything! What have I gained?" I couldn't7anything to say.8, he answered his own question, "I gained the love of my family." I looked at my sisters and saw tears in their eyes, along with hope and9. I was also touched by his words.
After that, when I began to feel angry at someone, I would remember his words and became10. If he could replace his great pain with a feeling of love for others, then I should be able to give up my small anger. In this way, I learned the power of acceptance.