My Handwriting and Silly Questions

Today my little student asked me "How can you write like that?" looking at my stiff fingers and the way I hold my pen. This sort of questions used to make me speechless and heartbroken. This time I felt funny. I smiled at her. And I said "I don't know. You see my fingers are not so flexible like yours, so that's my way". And...guess what? She said "I wanna try to write like you. Let me try..."....Haha. Yeah. 
Then one of my good friends wrote something silly to me today. And wonderfully his silly statement made me feel happy. Really. 

So, what shall one do to be happy? To be yourself. To have someone who accepts you and loves you the way you ARE. Without trying to remake you. 

I'm grateful for my fingers. For their great job. For their patience. ;) And for my lazy student who takes me easy. And for my friend for his being. For his time he presented to me. I'm grateful for my dear brother living far away. For his kindness to me.  For people who remember me and call me.