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Ten years ago, I was diagnosed with breast cancer, and my life suddenly lost its color. I was only 32 years old, in the prime of young women's lives, but the happiness of life was robbed of by this abominable disease. When I confessed my illness to my husband, his expression was one I will never forget, it was a fear and helplessness that I could not hide. And his next move is even more unbelievable to me, he actually filed for divorce. For the sake of my condition, in order not to delay his future, he said. This sentence was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the love and dependence on him in my heart.
Ten years later, I was standing in front of the hospital, holding my breath. Fine sweat broke out from my palms, and I couldn't calm down. I never imagined that I would one day be willing to come to this place that I once hated. But I have to, because my ex-husband is here, because his retribution has finally come.
"Do you really want to see him?" asked my friend, who stood beside me with warm eyes on me.
"Yes, I want to meet him," I replied softly, feeling my voice tremble, "I need to let go of the past." ”
We slowly walked into the hospital lobby, where the environment was as cold as ever, giving an uncomfortable feeling of oppression. I held my friend's hand tightly, and she gave me a hint of comfort.
"You have to be strong, no matter what happens," she said to me softly, "you've been through the hardest moments, and now, everything will be fine." ”
I nodded slightly and looked at her gratefully. Perhaps, I really need to be strong, after all, all this is not for myself, but for the sake of comforting the wounded woman in me.
We finally arrived at his room door, and I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The dim light in the room made me a little dizzy, and his thin face made me feel distressed. Is this the man I once loved? But now, I just feel like he has nothing to do with me.
"Here you are," he whispered, his voice much hoarser than before, and it was evident that his body could no longer bear the pain, "I thought you would not want to see me. ”
"I'm here to put an end to this past," I said in a calm tone, "I don't want to carry too much on my back, I need to let go." ”
He smiled bitterly, "I know, I've always felt guilty, my decision back then was wrong, but I don't have a chance to make up for it." ”
I clenched my fists, and there was an indescribable pain in my heart. How much pain and distress the divorce brought to me many years ago, but now he can only repent on the sickbed, and it is too late.
"I thought, I should leave," I turned to leave the room, but was stopped by his words, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”
I stopped, tears blurring my eyes. Perhaps, his apology is what I have always needed, a relief in my heart. But at the same time, I know that this sorry is too late.
When I left the hospital, I felt like a stone in my heart had finally fallen to the ground. The pain of the past is gone, replaced by a sense of relief and serenity. I don't hate him, because the ten years of grinding have made me no longer the weak woman I was at the beginning.
Standing in front of the hospital, the breeze on my cheeks, I felt a touch of coolness. But I know that my heart is warm. Just like I was ten years ago, I am at a crossroads in my life again, and this time, I will not be afraid anymore. Because I have learned to be strong, to let go of all burdens, and to face the future with a smile. The man who left me was just a passer-by in my life, and my life had just begun.
Although I felt relieved to meet my ex-husband, I still needed time to digest it all. Back at home, I sat alone on my balcony and looked out at the city skyline in the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun fills the city, and the afterglow of the setting sun seems to gently embrace this ever-evolving city. At this moment, my heart is like a city, slowly regaining its beauty and illuminating the future.
My thoughts were interrupted by the ringtone of my phone, it was an unfamiliar number. I hesitated and answered the call.
"Hey, hello, this is Dr. Chen, you're ......," a slightly nasal male voice came.
"Is there anything wrong?" I pursed my lips and looked up slightly.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm your former breast cancer treatment record keeper, there's one thing I need to confirm with you, is it convenient for you?" he said with a hint of politeness.
"What's the matter?" I was a little nervous.
"We have found that your treatment records are missing and need your help to confirm your previous treatment plan and surgery in order to complete your file. He said, his voice slightly apologetic.
My heart sank, and the treatment records of my disease were lost, which was related to my future review and treatment. I took a deep breath and replied, "Okay, I see, please provide the required information and I will assist you in confirming." ”
We started exchanging a series of questions and confirmations, information about my surgery, chemotherapy, follow-ups, etc. I also felt a little warm with the doctor's patience and meticulousness, and he checked every detail carefully. Our call went on for a while, and when the conversation ended, I said thank you with deep gratitude.
"Nothing, that's what we're supposed to do. We wish you a smooth passage through your treatment and wish you good health. The doctor said gently.
"Thank you. I smiled and hung up.
Putting down the phone, I felt an inexplicable feeling in my heart. Perhaps the lost records did not hinder me, but Dr. Chen's seriousness and carefulness gave me a trace of warmth and gratitude to the medical staff.
"Dear patient, this notebook has been carefully compiled by me for you, and I hope it will be helpful in your treatment. At the hospital, we are dedicated to each and every one of our patients because we want each patient to receive the best possible treatment. We are also inspired by your courage and strength. Hope you can do well and always be optimistic. Dr. Chan safekeeping"
After reading this letter, my eyes moistened. Perhaps, this is just a notebook, but the love and care contained in it makes me feel extremely warm. The dedication and efforts of the doctors are not only in the treatment, but also in their care and support for each patient.
And I learned that I need to be stronger. There will be all kinds of challenges and difficulties in life, but as long as you are grateful and optimistic, everything is no longer insurmountable. This lost record has become a hurdle for me to bravely face the future. And the doctor's letter has become an indelible warmth in my heart. Every warmth in life is the driving force for me to move forward. No longer dwelling on the past and pain, I want to make every warmth fill my heart with courage and hope.
I put Dr. Chan's letter and notebook in a drawer, and the letter and notebook became a touch of warmth in this part of my life. So, I started to re-examine my life.
Towards the end of the year, I chose to leave the busy city and go to a small town in the suburbs. Life here is like a picture of tranquility and serenity, where there is no hustle and bustle of the city, only fresh air and quiet environment. I rented a hut, planted some flowers and vegetables, and lived a slow-paced life.
One afternoon, I was about to trim the flowers and plants in the garden when I suddenly heard the doorbell ring. I wiped my fingers, walked to the door, and opened it. Outside the door stood a strange middle-aged man, who looked a little anxious.
"Hello, you're ......" he looked at me, a little reserved.
"Yes, I am, what's the matter?" I frowned slightly, not sure what the stranger was looking for me.
"Can you please do me a favor?" My car is broken, my phone has no signal, it's still far from here, can you borrow your phone to call me?" he looked at me with an anxious expression.
I looked at the stranger, a little worried, but seeing his hurried expression, I felt a sense of pity, "Okay, come in." ”
He walked into my cabin, I handed him my phone, and he immediately dialed the phone, anxiously explaining that the car had broken down. I began to tidy up the clutter in the living room, and as I listened to him talk to the person on the other end of the phone, I could see that he was anxious and nervous.
After about half an hour, he put down the phone and looked at me gratefully, "Thank you very much for your help." By the way, I didn't have time to introduce myself, I'm Zhang Jian, and I'm here to settle down in the new farm nearby. ”
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Li Luo. I replied with a smile.
"Miss Li Luo, I really appreciate your help, I'm going to leave quickly. After he finished speaking, he quickly thanked me.
"Be sure to stay safe and have a good trip. I watched him leave.
When he was gone, I fell into deep thought. The arrival of this stranger actually gave me a touch and warmth. Perhaps, on the road of life, we all need some warmth, some strangers' care, which will make us more aware of the power of warmth in life.
In the evening, I walked around the town, and the golden sun shone on the earth, reflecting every corner, making the town more warm and pleasant.
The rhythm of the original arrangement gradually became colorful. I often participate in community events with my neighbors in town, sometimes organizing volunteer activities together, sometimes hosting country picnics together. Gradually, I gradually let go of my knots and began to enjoy this happy and fulfilling life.
Here, I learned inner peace, took the burdens of life, and felt the beauty and warmth of life. It was also here that I met many warm strangers, and their appearance seemed to light up a light for me.
Every warmth in life actually belongs to oneself. Whether it is the custodian's notebook and letters, or the doctor behind the cold instrument, or the Zhang Jian from a nearby farm, each of them is a beacon for me to see the true meaning of life. Now I am not strong because of the pain I have encountered, but because of every warmth and care in my life, I have gradually learned to face life with compassion and gratitude.
I look up at the blue sky, the breeze blows, and I am full of confidence and anticipation for the future. And this time, I want to use my own hands to convey every warmth in life, light every lamp, and bring some light to everyone around me. Because, the most beautiful thing in life is warmth and care.
The people in this town are very friendly and I have gradually integrated into the community. During a community volunteer activity, I met a young girl named Wang Hui. She is a volunteer in the community, and her smile is clear and bright in the sun, like a warm wind.
"Hi, hello, my name is Li Luo. I greeted her with a slight smile.
"Hello, my name is Wang Hui, it's a pleasure to meet you. Are you new to moving here, too?" she replied enthusiastically.
"Yes, I've just been here for a short time and I think life here is very peaceful and relaxing. "I'm honest.
"Yes, the pace of life here is much slower than in the city, but I think it's more meaningful. There was a glint of wisdom in her eyes.
We've been good friends ever since. She often invited me to participate in various activities organized by the community, and we participated in volunteer services, tree planting activities, and warmth for the elderly. At the end of every event, we always talk about things at the café.
"Wang Hui, why have you been so enthusiastic about these volunteer activities?" I asked curiously.
She smiled and replied, "I think each of us has the ability to care and help others. These events are things that are done for the community and those around them, and are an opportunity for gratitude for everyone involved. Through these activities, I have learned more about caring and inclusion, and I have become more aware of my responsibility to my community and the world. ”
Her answer sparked a sense of admiration and gratitude in my heart. Although Wang Hui is young, her heart is full of wisdom and love.
When I'm not busy, I plant some flowers and plants in the small garden at home. Sometimes, Wang Hui would come to help me, and we would talk while we worked. Slowly, I found that her attitude towards life and life also unconsciously infected me.
One day, she suddenly said to me, "Li Luo, what do you think of the idea of community support for patients?"
"Sounds great to help those in need. "I think this plan makes a lot of sense.
"I hope you can help me push this forward. She looked at me with a determined expression.
I was a little hesitant, but my heart told me that this was an opportunity to become warmer, both for others and for myself.
Together, we launched a community campaign to support patients. We mobilized our neighbors, organized a charity sale, and raised a lot of money. We use these donations to help patients in need, sending warmth and love.
In the course of the event, I deeply felt the meaning and touching brought by these warmth and kindness. Not only those who need help, but everything we do also invisibly warms our hearts.
These warm people and things gradually inspired my heart. Looking at every warm lamp in the community, I began to realize that every warmth can light up other people's worlds and make me go further. The little warmth in life makes us more resilient and more loving. This warmth has also become the most beautiful light in my life.
Through all the gains with Wang Hui, I began to find my own meaning in this small town. And at a casual event, I met an aunt in her 70s, her name is Wang Qin.
This was an activity organized by the community to bring warmth to the elderly, and Wang Hui and I came to Wang Qin's home. She had a kind face and gave a sense of comfort, and she welcomed us to tea and chatted about homely things.
"Auntie, do you live here alone?" asked Wang Hui curiously.
"Yes, my children are out of town and rarely come back to see me. Wang Qin's eyes faintly revealed a hint of loneliness.
"Auntie, is there anything you need help with?" I asked with concern.
She shook her head: "I'm old, and sometimes it's normal to have some bad health. ”
We left some heart-warming gifts and food and said goodbye to Wang Qin. And after the whole event, I couldn't help but say to Wang Hui: "Aunt Wang Qin lives so lonely alone." ”
Wang Hui was also a little distressed: "Yes, the elderly need more companionship and care. ”
Moved by Aunt Wang Qin's personality and living conditions, I decided to visit her often. And Wang Hui also constantly put forward activity plans to make these old people happier and happier.
With the efforts of Wang Hui and me, we mobilized some community volunteers to carry out more caring activities for the elderly. We organize the elderly to participate in community activities, and we will also regularly send them vegetables, fruits and daily necessities, so that they can feel the warmth from the community.
In getting along with Wang Qin and other old people, I gradually felt the power of warmth. That feeling of giving and giving back has added some new experience to life. There is so much warmth and love in life, they can be a beacon to illuminate the world of others, and they can also be the most sincere gift to yourself.
Every warmth I learned became the most beautiful light in my heart. They enrich my gratitude and love, make me more willing to try and love, and make me more aware that sharing and giving is a silent power. And this warmth also made me begin to face life calmly, open my heart, and love and be loved.
I have found that the warmth in life is not only in the way we give back to the outside world, but also in the deep feelings we feel in our relationships. It was through her participation and promotion in the community volunteer work with Wang Hui that our friendship became stronger.
On a sunny weekend, Wang Hui and I rested in the shade of a tree near the neighborhood. The residents of the town came up to greet us, and it was a demonstration of the sincerity and friendliness between the residents.
"You see, the town is full of love and beauty, and everyone respects and cares about each other. Wang Hui looked at the kind eyes around her and said.
"Yes, I love it here, it's a touching culture of simplicity and care. I replied with deep feeling.
"You say, should we also use our power to pass on more community spirit and warmth. Wang Hui looked at me with excitement in her eyes.
I nodded: "Yes, I am convinced that this is a test for us, and I am willing to try." ”
After this conversation, we decided to form a community volunteer team to use social media and publicity to attract more residents. We hope to use our strength to pass on this beauty, so that more people can feel the warmth and love of our town.
And so our actions began to unfold quietly in the community. We have planned a number of activities to bring warmth to the elderly and collect money for clothing and daily necessities. We also organised community clean-ups together to get residents involved in environmental conservation.
In the course of the event, we not only saw the enthusiastic residents of the community joining in, but also saw some new residents who had just moved in and slowly integrated into the community. Our work is increasingly recognized for our love of the small town and our commitment to the community.
In the smell of the community, the two of us have become closer. We discuss future plans together, and we share pure friendship. Wang Hui has become a warmth in my life, and our friendship has also strengthened my determination to pass on love in this land.
Every warmth comes from simple care, and this warmth penetrates every corner of the community and touches everyone's heart. Perhaps, this is the charm of small-town life, because here, everyone's life becomes warm and beautiful. All the warmth we have paid has become the most beautiful light in every life.