Does time heal every wound? A question I asked myself after i watched something few weeks back when an elderly man tapped a younger man on the shoulder and said “time heals all wounds lad.” And I burst out laughing. Really? Who was he kidding?
I guess he was just trying to encourage the young guy or make him feel better about the situation. Maybe it worked but I’m sure latter he would realize the bitter truth.
I bought a gorgeous heel three years ago and it was sparkling and clean and everything that makes a shoe new. Now I’m staring at it in the wardrobe and its no longer shinning, no longer new. Infact, it has a sratch on the tip, and a dark line on the sole.
A lot has changed yet, it’s still the same nude shoe I bought three years ago. Even more comfortable now than when it was new because my feet has gotten used to it. Its familiar & comfortable just like a relationship between a married couple.
Someone asked me this question few days ago; Chika, where do you want to be in 5 years?
I’m sure the person is probably going to hate me from that day because my answer was not nice at all. *hahaha*
I answered that, “I did not understand last year, I’m still trying to understand & navigate this year. Am I Jesus Christ that I would know where I’d want to be in five years from now? I don’t like nonsense joor.” *laughs*
I made a joke out of it because I was pissed by the question in the first place. I just didnt want to sound rude or ignore the person asking so I made light of it.
Last week we talked about unexpectations then a question popped in my head, would I be at peace when something unexpected happen? Nah. I doubt that. Truth is my mind would be in constant turmoil thinking of how to handle the blow and how to face this new pursuit.
When James was informed that his shop was engulfed in flames. He was thrown off balance. Loosing everything, the sweat, blood, money was all gone. Everything was lost. He went from thinking of how to keep growing in business to how he would start afresh all over again. His peace was denied. How would he find peace of mind again and happiness.
The same day John went on one knee and proposed to his friend of three years. And beautifully she said “yes I will.” It was the most heartwarming feeling ever to those watching and such a big blessing & celebration for John whose heart couldn’t stop beating. *laughs* But later that night all the happiness disappeared. The sweet memory was gone now replaced with
Unexpected events are events we dislike so much because we have no control over them. Its like a sudden slap in the face that feels like hot atardo pepper but the strange thing you’ve failed to realize is that unexpected events are also a cone of sweet flavored ice cream that melts in the mouth as you savoir its chilling taste with such satisfying pleasure and unbelieving joy.
Its the peak of summer here in Nigeria, something we often call ‘dry season’, and rain is often far fetched in January even in rainy places like the city of Port Harcourt. Yet, I was at work two days ago ( on Wednesday) when I suddenly heard the clapping of the roof. I didn’t pay attention because I thought it must have been the wind or the echo of the moving vehicle on the road. But in few seconds the sound came again, this time so loud and scary. I raised my head and walked to the window only to be met with raindrops falling from the sky and before I could react the rain dropped heavily.
Growth. I am neither a goal setter nor an over the top planner. So I had nothing to smash in 2020. If I remember vividly, the only thing I wanted to do in 2020 was save more and have fun. Finish. laughs
Sounds funny right? Well, if you can see that as a goal then so be it.
Yet something happened. I woke up to a call that shook my world. And shaped my 2020 into a more daring and rocky one.
“Hi. Whats up?”
“We need to talk. Let’s talk on whatsapp.” He said worriedly. My web developer.
“Oh. Okay.” I became worried. Wondering if everything was alright. We came online and continued chatting.
“What’s wrong?” I asked inquisitively.
“I was doing my rounds. And I decided to just take a quick look at your site. Only for me to realize that your Bandwidth size is full. Thank God I noticed this or else your site would have crashed.” He sighed in relief. Everything he said just sounded strange to me. The thought of loosing my blog frightened me. My blog is my baby. Plus what the hell was bandwidth?
“Wait oh. Which one is bandwidth again?” I asked confusingly.