ALONE IN THE DARKEST HOUR


Pain. Anguish. Sorrow.

Waves of it in a flood.

To make it worse, everywhere you look there’s darkness. You grope in the dark for a hand to hold for support. And find none.

Questions dance around in your head. Why did this? How did this happen?

Tears become a permanent feature on your face. You wish for the end to come. But each second stretches out like an eternity…  Continue reading “ALONE IN THE DARKEST HOUR”

NEVER BACK DOWN

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Thinking of some inventions we take for granted these days: electricity, television, aeroplane, telecommunications, automobiles, internet, to mention but a few. They’ve become part of our lives, and we can’t even begin to imagine life without them. Yet some centuries ago, and in some cases just some years back, these inventions were non-existent and considered a sheer imposibility. Those who dared to think of them were mostly laughed and scoffed at. But today, they’re as normal as the air we breathe.

This applies to some of us with respect to our goals, dreams, visions and aspirations. Listen, if you can think it, then it can be done. Once you’ve seen it in your mind, the process has begun. Continue reading “NEVER BACK DOWN”

THE ITCH

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Growing up, I used to have an allergic reaction that popped up once in a blue moon. It lasted for a few days, and tested my endurance sorely. I discovered I was the determining factor in how long it lasted. It would start as a rash, a very very itchy rash. And of course I would scratch it, and scratch it some more. The scratching seemed to bring momentary relief. But it actually made matters worse. When I was done scratching, the rash would swell up, transforming from a tiny rash to a puffy one right before my exasperated gaze. And of course the itch would increase in direct proportion. And I’d scratch some more, more vigorously. And oh, the swell would increase another notch. And the little kid I was had to do some quick thinking: I scratch, it swells up; what if I don’t scratch? And so my endurance test began. Continue reading “THE ITCH”

WHEN GIVING UP IS EASY

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What would life be like if it was all bread and butter? We would all be so much happier, wouldn’t we? And everyone would get along just fine with everyone else right? Well, maybe. But one thing I do know is this: We wouldn’t all be at our best behaviour. A character of gold is not formed in perfect conditions, it is formed when all hell seems to break loose against you. Yes. When all is fine and dandy, it’s easy to try to be at our best. Warm cosy bed, delicious aroma of food floating in from the kitchen as you watch your favourite tv channel, waiting for dinner to be served. All bills paid, no care in the world. But you’d be surprised that even in such seemingly perfect conditions, some people can be really bad-tempered. Because contentment and joy is not all about having worldly pleasures. But that’s a story for another day.
Getting back on track…. What do you do when so much seems to be working against you?  Continue reading “WHEN GIVING UP IS EASY”

LIVE RIGHT, IRRESPECTIVE OF BITES

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One thing we’ll always see, wherever we go, whatever we do – PEOPLE. Encountering people is part of life. We really can’t run away from it, we ought to celebrate it. Even if we have no family and stay indoors all day and all night, we would still encounter people – through newspapers or magazines, phone or laptop, the postman or milkman… Even the very chair you sit on was made by a person. Or persons. The food you eat was processed by someone even if you did the cooking all by yourself. The house in which you live was built by people too.😉
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A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE

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A stitch in time saves nine. Ever heard that before? I didn’t quite understand what it implied until I started learning how to sew up tears in my garments. You’d be surprised how much faster you could learn when responsibility is handed to you. As a child I found out if I didn’t want to lose that nice dress of mine before I was ready to let it go, if I didn’t want to look like something the cat just dragged in, I’d better be quick to sew up any little tear I see in my clothes. Sometimes I was too lazy to do it. Sometimes I was too much in a hurry to change the dress so I’d still wear it that way anyway. But I soon realized that each passing day of leaving it undone created more work for me and put me at risk of having to stop wearing that dress altogether.

Before long, that idiom really started making good sense to me.  Whoever came up with it wasn’t just concerned about my losing my favourite clothes, it was all about showing me how badly laziness and procrastination could ruin what I hold dear! Continue reading “A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE”