Time for a change #blog #blogging

My thoughts were: What? How come? How is that a solution? Really? Is that what this is all about? A whole maze of confusing words, images flashed before me. It took me a while to respond as I think I had my mouth open… After I recollected my thoughts, I asked for some time to think through the request, a valid one, since I had to drive back to pick the 3 beauties on my usual school run.

Another sleepless night. Not sure what conversations I had with God that night as I was still shocked at the turn of events. You can imagine what it was like to feel the rug was being pulled out from under your feet or your world has just dropped.

I remember at some point coining the phrase, “stop the world, I want to get off”

Crucial intervention #blog #blogging

A conversation I had by inspiration, told me that people would not just stay home, refusing to leave the house or do anything, because they feared for their life, or of being killed or being involved in an accident. They still made appointments, with no idea whether they would live the next day. I was encouraged to make plans, prepare for good things and take steps towards those goals. The best part, I see now, is the power of writing things down.

Small steps… #blog #blogging

  What most people might take for granted, choosing to upgrade a phone at the end of a contract, turned out to be an uphill task for me, punctuated with so many emotions.  I used to get told what make of phone to sign up for. Now, I had the choice…the freedom, to pick and…

I may have minor trust issues 

On occasion, during half-terms, when we’re staying at with my dad we would go to up north to church and east, up until they moved venues to make room for the Olympics I wouldn’t ever spot the youth. When they moved to the east, every time I was there, on my way to a seat, I…

I was taken away…

 I followed, heard the order, and went back down dis-heartened. Even now, I get that same feeling when he shouts at me, some things never change. That’s just one particularly bad memory in the otherwise lovely little house. I had some good ones too. Around the same time, my dad and I used to watch the…

Completely normal and from a ‘broken home’ 

A teenager gave this to me to share… the realities of living in a chaotic home. Introduction: I was feeling boring, and useless – well depressed, just like most typical teenagers. Only, I’m just not a typical teenager. I know everyone says their different, special, unique. I wrestle with that a lot. How can everyone…

My world of money…

“Mum, Arin is hiding her money!” “She has not spent her money!” Comments like these or similar, remind me of how my siblings complained that I was saving my money whilst they were spending theirs. They even complained that I would support them with their spending theirs. At a time we were learning to negotiate,…

Who will speak for the children?

This story will not be balanced or accurate without mentioning its impact on the children  – the ones innocent in all this… One day my mum called my attention to the rehearsal and accounts of my 2 and a half year old daughter who sat under the table, relieving and recounting events between her parents….

Can you see a face mark?

I think to this day, I marvel at the different influences from culture, environment, background, media (tv and soaps), church and friendships that contribute to shape our thinking! I was so convinced I had to fix it or bear it! The friends that helped bring me out, spoke into my thinking. They challenged me to…

What was I thinking…?

Toxic thoughts. When you hear on a regular basis you are no good, the power of those words begin to manifest as you ‘meditate’ on them. They rob you of taking a chance at opportunities that are presented to you, they mistake care from someone for ‘they are trying to take advantage of me’ syndrome….

Things happen for a reason…

Following many visits to hers I found a safe forum to express my fears and doubts. Only, the visits became quite regular and aroused suspicion so I’d have to make the excuse that my hair needed doing to go to hers. It was during a visit there, I was introduced to this other young lady…

Domestic Violence 

Local paper lady says “I’m helpless” after being beaten by husband! I think DV could be suffered by either gender and that is what makes it such a complex subject or argument which usually favours the female. Why would a human being blessed with intelligence, skill, “faculties”, charm, know how and every endowment needed to…