Just because this phrase is used,doesn't mean one should fold arms and do nothing.You can't just throw in the towel and be idle or docile.After over three decades of being on this planet,am just learning the word"Safari" is a Swahili language meaning 'Journey'..how interesting!Am not in anyway ashamed to say that because it doesn't mean am a dolt at everything else.As humans,learning is what we do and it's a continuous process..am developing a cold feet(no pun intended..no figurative expressions here).Winter's warming up&I think I must get off my butts now before my feet freezes....the socks can't handle it..too cold to handle I guess.Will return to this topic by 'morrow..God willing!!Am so cold am so am ....so cold!..I catch cold....!!!
It won’t be the first time I’d be wishing for something, either would this be the last…As humans, we always wish for one thing or the other. It’s human nature! I feel like am in a dream, having a terrible and horrific nightmare…God please wake me from my slumber if this is truly a bad dream… If this is a nightmare, I do not even want to close my eyes to sleep or slumber. I do not exactly have words to express how am really feeling right now. This is a disaster. I feel somewhat stupid, disappointed in myself, troubled, terribly disturbed and hopeless…Did I mention helpless too? Where do I begin from? How do I start explaining what I’ve got no slightest clue about? I haven’t had a real laugh in four days. No matter how much I try, I just can’t let this guilty feeling go away and forge ahead…My “Passport is missing”! I do not know how, where or when it happened. An unexpected visit from the SA immigration department brought this to my attention on Friday; at the office. There was no way I...
It’s 9.35 am . 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 1 st 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...
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