We live in a fast-paced and anxiety-filled world that oftentimes seems to shift beneath our feet. Thus we are sometimes affected by fears or anxiety impacting our life. For as long as I could remember I had struggled with anxiety. After I left university, I made friends with a Moroccan woman at work. One day she invited me to 1 her and her family back home. I wanted to, but I would have to travel there 2 and I knew we would be in a very rural area. How would I cope with my 3?

    Then one day it 4 to me that I had a life to live. I could choose to let anxiety 5 me or I could go to Morocco and 6something different. I was 23 years old and had never been out of the UK alone. The journey to Morocco 7 something inside me. I managed to cope with my anxiety. The sense of 8 was overwhelming and still to this day when I get afraid of going somewhere alone, I remember how 9 it felt when I arrived in Morocco.

Upon arrival I was so 10 for the generous welcome I received. My friend's family had arranged a welcome party. The people were so loving toward me. As a moment of 11 felt in a faraway village, this reminded me that I was “good enough”, which helped to 12 my anxiety. Waking up the next day, in the morning light, I saw the area where we were. I was 13 by how rural it was – and the realization that these people had very few 14.

    In the days afterwards, I traveled around Morocco. We went to Marrakesh and 15 the Atlas mountains. We had the most amazing food – lots of fresh fruits and vegetables.

    At the end of my 16 something inside me had changed. I realized I had not felt anxious for nearly two weeks.

    Experiencing a different culture far away from home helped me to realize what is important in life, what really 17, and with that my anxiety 18. When I returned home I was much more active in 19 my anxiety. Working with people, helping them 20 their anxiety, is how I can share the love I found in Morocco.

    A lady wanted a birthday gift from her husband. For many months she had liked a beautiful 1, and knowing her husband could  2 it, she told him that was all she wanted. On the morning of the  3, her husband told her how  4 he was to have such a good wife, and how much he loved her. He  5 her a beautiful gift package (纸盒). She opened it and  6 a Bible.  7, she raised her voice and said to her husband, “With all your money, you give me a Bible?” She was so  8 that she left him.

    Many years passed and the lady was very  9 in business. She owned two large companies. She  10 her husband was very old, and thought perhaps she should go to  11him. But before she could, she  12 a letter telling her that he had died, and gave all of his possessions (财产) to her. She needed to come back and  13things.

    When she arrived at his house, sadness  14her heart. She saw the still new  15, just as she had left it years before. With  16, she opened it and began to turn the pages. A ring    17 from the Bible to the floor and a  18 could be seen. She picked it up and found it was the ring she wanted in those days. And on the card was the date of her birth, and the words “LOVE YOU ALWAYS”.

     19 your gift is not packaged the way you want it, it's because it is better packaged the way it is! Always appreciate little things; they usually lead you to bigger things! The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched for they must be felt with the  20.

    Mr Jackson was blind from birth. He owned a fruit 1 on a very busy street. 2 he was visually disabled, he ran his business pretty handsomely. He could see nothing and he could only 3 the things within his reach. 4 he was able to handle it and was content with everything he had.

    One day his son came to him. He told Mr Jackson in 5 that he read in the newspaper of a 6 who could operate on his eyes and allow him to see. The father and son traveled to the doctor and paid for the 7.

    After the operation, the doctor asked Mr Jackson, “What is the first thing you are 8 to see when I take the bandages off?” He replied, “I really want to see my beautiful 9 on my stand!”

    The doctor and the son 10 Mr Jackson down to the busy street where his fruit stand had been located for so many years. The doctor 11 unwrapped the bandages 12 he could lay his eyes on the beautiful fruit! Mr Jackson was so full of 13 that he could finally see his life's work—taking care of his fruit! After a few hours of 14 his beautiful fruit stand, he looked down the street both ways and saw there were quite a few fruit stands in both directions. He looked 15 the street and saw many other fruit stands. He spent so much time looking at other people's fruit stands and 16 the competition. Soon his own business 17.

    From Mr Jackson's failure, we should know that everyone is a 18 individual with different fingerprints, DNA and thinking. What we need to do is just be ourselves and 19 everyone else to be who they are. Mind our own business and we should never be afraid of 20.

    Each year her husband sent her valentine roses, tied with pretty bows, and a card. The card would 1say, "I love you even more than last year on this day."

    The year he2, the roses were delivered to her door as usual. The card said, "Be my valentine. My love for you will always3with every passing year." She thought this was the4 time that the roses would appear. She5he ordered roses6without knowing that he would7.He always liked to do things ahead. Then, if he got busy, everything would work out 8.She put 9 in a very special vase, and then placed the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face. She would sit for hours, staring at his picture and the roses.

    A year went by, 10it was tough to live without him. Then, on Valentine's Day, the doorbell rang, and she saw roses sitting 11 her door. She brought the roses in, and then looked at them in surprise. Later she 12 the flower­ shop and asked them to explain 13 valentine roses were sent to her.

    The owner replied,"I know your husband passed away a year ago. The flowers you14today were paid for two years ago. Your husband always planned ahead. Here is 15 of many years. You'll get them every year till... and he also wrote a special little16for you...he did this years ago. He said, 'If you find out that I'm no longer here, the card should be sent to my wife the following year.'"

    She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears 17 her face. She found a card among the roses and read it slowly, "Hello, my love. I know it's been a year since I was gone. I hope it's not too hard for you to overcome. I know you must be 18 and the pain is real. The 19 we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than20can say. Please try not to be too sad. That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."

    To millions of readers, Jeff Zaslow was a bestselling author. But to me, Jeff was a(a) 1 mentor（导师）who gave countless hours of his time and energy to 2 authors.

    When I was in middle school, Jeff and his family 3 near our house. At a neighborhood party, I was a 4 kid playing basketball alone. Jeff walked over, introduced himself to me. He took a true interest in getting to 5 me, asking about my hobbies. Although we had just met, I had the 6 that this new neighbor truly cared about me.

    Looking back, Jeff was the first adult who 7 me like a peer（同龄人）, and it helped me find my confidence. At the time, I had no 8 that Jeff would become a mentor to me or that I would enter the writing 9.

    Twenty years later, I decided to 10 my first book. In search of 11 on developing a plan, I 12 to Jeff. Less than three hours later, his 13 landed in my mailbox. He invited me to call him any time, day or night. He asked me 14 questions and listened to my responses.

    When I started writing, I 15 Jeff's work as a model and his personal example as a reminder of what it meant to put other people first.

    In 2012, before I finished writing my book, Jeff lost his 16 in a car accident. I missed the 17 to tell him what an influence he had on me—not only as a writer, but as a role model for how to live a good life.

    Jeff Zaslow never got the chance to give his last 18. I don't know what he would have 19, but I know how he would have made you 20 during the talk. He would have amused you with humor and encouraged you to seek for the most meaningful moments in life.

    A mum of two was shocked. She went downstairs to get a drink and found a1stranger asleep on her sofa. The 26-year-old man had let himself in and2his shoes at Elaine McDade's door while she was upstairs watching TV in bed with her children. She later3the man had made a mistake4his parents used to own her house.

    Engineer Thomas Airlie, from South Lanarkshire, didn't5that none of the belongings in the house were those of his parents' when he lay on the sofa for a6. "When I saw him, I7him up straight away," Elaine said. "I even asked him if he used to live here, or if he lived in the same8now and just got the wrong door."

    Elaine said Thomas9when she woke him up. "I10my husband and he agreed to come home immediately.11, my husband didn't even know where he lived so he12the man at the police station instead," she said. She later posted a photo of the13Thomas on Facebook explaining that it was the only time when she had ever forgotten to lock the door. She wrote that Thomas was "14" but added, "Lesson learned again. Lock your doors."

    She sent him the15and got a message from him on Facebook saying "Oh, my God. I can't apologize16."

    Thomas had been out with friends when he17got a taxi back to his parents' old house,18his current home.

    His friend Robbie McKean said they will never let him19his experience. "Our friend had a baby boy not long ago so we were drinking a lot to celebrate it. I can happily say he doesn't walk into people's houses and sleep on their sofa on a(n)20basis."