Make Life Work Novels & Stories

he doesn't have values, and me, I'm just an easy girl who lets herself be charmed by a man's money because I listen to grandmother's bad advice, she has asked me time and time again if I want to end my life alone as grandmother with children of different father I got tired of hearing that so I left. Grandma: you should talk more calmly with your mother Me: but how?! She doesn't understand me grandmother! For once that I feel good, for once that I laugh, I live and love. I just want her to be able to support me in something instead of taking me down every day or even Carlos, she doesn't even know him

Anna was confused and shocked as she didn’t expect things to turn out the way it did. Alex waved his hand and said, “Mr. Yowell, if you trusted me, I could have extended your life by another decade. It’s a pity what you had to go through just now. You can only live for five years at most even with the Life Pill. What I did gave you another day of living. Now, it all comes down to the concoction of the Life Pill.” “What? How did this happen?” “Ten years… now he’s not even going to live past five years!”

"Can I really be normal? Have a normal life? Normal relationships? Normal future?" "Define normal. Because if normal means exactly like everyone else, no. You'll always be different. But if normal means having relationships and purpose and joy and all the messy complicated things that make life worth living? Absolutely yes. Forty-three enhanced individuals in this community are living proof. They have jobs, relationships, hobbies, and dreams. They're living full lives. You can too." "How do I start?"

I just wanted it to be storybook perfect! I thought about what my mother told me and sighed, knowing I was acting like a child. Life was work. There were good times in between, but just being took work. We constantly had to work on ourselves so we could grow and we had to work on all of our relationships to take care of the ones we cared about as well as ourselves.

Surprised. “You think I want you dead? You think that solves anything? It doesn’t. It just makes you a tragedy instead of a redemption story. And you don’t get that easy out. You get to live. Get to work. Get to actually become the person you keep claiming you want to be.” “I don’t know how.” “Then you figure it out. You keep going to therapy. You stay sober. You get a job. You help people. You do the work. Every day. Every moment. Until it’s not trying anymore. Until it’s just who you are.”

“Livie I need you to switch them back on.” Her eyes snap to mine. “Wilder, I don’t think I can. For once I feel nothing, nothing, no pain, no sadness. Nothing.” “You also don’t feel happiness and love. The happiness of being with your pack and your family. The love of your family and pack. You are going to miss out on more good than bad this way. You will never laugh again like really laugh that sound that makes the pack come alive. I know you are hurting now but this will pass.”

All I cared about was my dream, because I had worked so hard and I didn’t want it to be in vain. I see now, that I was mistaken. I should have worked just as hard, or harder, to keep you. When I finally got my job, I realized it meant nothing if I didn’t get to share it with you. I was only living to work, instead of working to live. I want to have a life, not just a job and I want it with you.

HA! You only get one life. Follow your dreams. NEVER APOLOGIZE for setting a goal and coming up with a plan to achieve it. I will help you. I promise. If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that we only get one. Life is short. And no matter how hard you try to soak in each day, today is the only day that’s promised. Yesterday is for memories and learning. And tomorrow is never promised. Don’t live in fear, sweet girls. Fear is a liar that will steal your joy. So live each day with love for others, love for yourself, and faith in something bigger than yourself.

Dominic was equally industrious, taking on whatever odd jobs or freelance gigs came his way the moment someone called for his services. To sum it up, every single one of us was working ourselves to the bone just to survive each passing day. In this life, you simply cannot afford to sit back and passively rely on the charity of others. If you truly want to survive the daily grind, you can't just stand around twiddling your thumbs. You have to get off your feet, take initiative, and move.

She entrusted me with the new design for the large plants in their landscape, therefore I'm optimizing and working hard to make the outcome of my cut nice so that I may earn a decent salary and obtain the job again next time. I'd do anything to create a living for my grandmother as well as for myself, and I'm honestly quite surprised at how adaptable I am. Maybe it's survival instincts, since I'm so desperate to live that my body reacts quickly. And I've adopted this lifestyle since I've been doing it since I was a child.