I was out all day yesterday. When I say” the whole day, I mean THE BETTER PART OF THE DAY”! I was a tourist guide”. I had to take out guests (couples) on a tour of our popular Festival Mall at KemptonPark. They are here for a management training, and are lodged in our B&B.I had no idea I would be doing so much walking. Else, I would have worn something more comfy’. My toes were seriously complaining, killing me softly. I eventually ended up walking without shoes (I had socks on though). Even if I hadn’t, I couldn’t care less! I just had to get those shoes off my sore feet.
I had never taken anyone shopping for ten hours!Please don’t ask, I was on duty!
After all that, I still had to return home to be a mother and a wife. I had to cook and make dinner for everyone.And that I did! I had been on some medication and it came in handy.I doubt I would have stood for another hour if I hadn't take the meds.
So, I went to bed early, with the intention of commencing my six-Shawwal fasting today. Actually, I was supposed to have commenced yesterday.But I couldn’t start earlier for private reasons….Don’t start imagining things!
I did go to sleep earlier than I usually do and that was the reason no one could reach me on my phone, until this morning. I switch off phones at bed time, except I need the alarm on.
I was awoken with the news of my granny passing away last night. Hubby saw his message before I even switched on my phones. I think God just wanted me to get some sleep as I wouldn’t have been able to, had I received the news last night. I saw missed calls, missed text message less than an hour ago. One phone was switched off, and the other was on silent.
Am supposed to be part of the Management trainees today. But am suddenly fagged out and feel like I need another round of sleep….It ain’t gonna happen!
Even though I’ve announced my granny’s demise publicly, it feels like it hasn’t really sunk that she’s truly gone. That’s the feeling I always get when I hear that someone I know back home has passed on. The reason’s because am thousand of miles away from home and it feels like I’d see these people when next I travel home.
Am not in denial, I just haven’t had the space to process the reality, and maybe mourn my granny a little. The feeling is like awaiting something concrete, something tangible, and something I can touch to really feel that she’s gone…Gone! Dead!! To be seen nor heard no more!
This post is uncompleted... I will in the nearest future pay a tribute to my granny, God willing. The one I had posted months back was while she was alive.Now that she's no more, it's time for reminisce and yet another tribute to her...She came, she saw, she battled, and conquered! My granny! An epitome of sanctity and chastity!
It’s . Am at the office and I am supposed to be working .But I think I’d need some inspiration before I can proceed. My son, only son and first child clocked seven on the 1st of September. It was almost surreal, to think that, the tiny little baby that was a part of me seven years back; is now old enough to ask me questions, tell me what he wants, refuse when he doesn’t want, and even throw tantrums when he chooses to be silly!
What can I say? That’s what we prayed for right? That our child grows up healthy and be responsible, but most of all, be God-fearing! I need no crystal ball to remind me that child bearing and child bearing are totally different. It’s as easy as saying that anyone can have a child, even though not everyone does. But anyone cannot raise a child. It takes a lot of sacrifice, tolerance, perseverance, patience and commitment to raise a child. I want to believe that I didn’t turn out so bad myself. Thank God for that! I still anticipate the fear and anxiety experienced by most parents who wants nothing but the best for their child. The fear that, when they grow up; will they still be threading the path on which their foundation was based? The fear of uncertainty, asking yourself if you’ve done well. Questioning if you have put in every effort to ensure your child has a bright future. The fear of the future, what will become of your child when he or she becomes independent? The fear that, they may or not make the right decision concerning life’s choices, and what seems to matter most to their existence as a human being.
The truth is, I may not be the World’s number one mom. But I know for certain that, I have been doing everything within my capacity to ensure my kids grow up to be responsible individuals. Am still in the learning stage, I admit. But I’ve also done more than my own folks did for me. So, am giving myself a pat on the back for a job well done…well, almost well done!