When I was a little kid, my grandmother used to stitch a quilt for all her grandchildren. A real quilt with all the patches of different cloths and materials, all colourful, stitched together. I used to very eagerly wait for it! All of us little ones waited to see who got the best looking quilt! (or I think the competition was just in my mind!!) When she would start stitching, I used to sit next to her, rummage through all the cloth patches she had gathered and choose a favourite. And when I would get my quilt, invariably it would have that one cloth patch that had appealed to me the most! So I would decide that I got the best one and I think my sister and cousins thought the same for themselves!!
Well, if you're wondering why I'm writing this... I think that the quilt is symbolic of our life. Every patch of cloth in that quilt represents the different experiences we have, the different people we meet, people we connect with, the various emotions we go through etc. Some plain, some colourful and some simply exquisite! And everything bound together is our life- Our special quilt.
So we should not mope about the sad old rags of our life because hey.. It's adding to your colour anyway- your own special quilt. Life is better if you appreciate every part of it- the good, the bad and the not so beautiful too! It'll keep you warmer and happier...
I hope everyone feels that they have the very best quilt...
The world would be much warmer and cozier that way...
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