Even though we might part this will be forever written in my online personal diary :) :) :)
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Mamma, I write this with tears rolling down my face. Family is no longer with me, those whom I thought I loved dearly and did the same to me in return. At least I have your daughter, my mother, as someone to hold true as family. As from this day I make a vow that I will live to make you proud. I will live to honor the least you did for me whilst I myself had lost hope in myself. ONE DAY YOU TOLD ME NOT TO GO TO... BUT THROUGH MY STUBBORNNESS I STILL WENT. THAT DAY WAS THE DAY MY LIFE CHANGED FOR THE WORST BUT AS I REFLECT ON WHAT HAPPENED TO ME ON THAT DAY IT HAPPENED FOR THE BENIFIT OF ME AS YOU GAVE ME WHAT NO ONE ELSE COULD EVER GIVE TO ME. THAT WAS YOUR LOVE.
I VOW THAT THOUGH I MAY STUMBLE UPON MY PURSUIT I WILL FOREVER STRIVE TO MAKE YOU PROUD. I WILL CONTINUE YOUR NAME. I'D RATHER DIE THAN NOT MAKE YOU PROUD.
THANK YOU FOR THE ROLE YOU PLAYED IN MY LIFE. HAPPY B'LATED BIRTHDAY AND LASTLY MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE.
YOUR BELOVED GRANDSON,
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Monday, January 18, 2016
"Life shouldn't be looked at from one angle, there are many sides to life."I like to say when looking at those taller than me, "I am a short guy and you are a tall guy, I will grow. What will you do stretch?!
These two different concepts, growing and stretching, are in the end done to allow the same thing, growing. For me however he who is fully grown does not have the opportunity to grow. I who is short has the opportunity to grow, discover more... I might be privilleged enough to achieve more than he who has fully grown already.
"You don't get what you want in life, you get what you are. Believe in yourself." - Les Brown
When a thought came to my mind to help me overcome a barrier, I did not take it seriously. I waited for another to repeat the same thought to be really inspired by the thought.
"At the end of the day we must realise that we are all the same regardless of our differences. We all end up having the same thoughts in the end."
The day I was coming back from primary school I was completely torn apart. I was doing grade 4 at the time. I was torn apart because those close to me began to distance themselves from me. My friends. They began to distance themselves from me because of my new physical state. Eventually this lead me to thinking of running away from home and the ones who loved me the most, my grandmother and mother. This thought made me weap tears of pain. At the same time however a spark of hope was shinning deap down in my heart. I thought if I am to run away from home will the ones who reject me feel the most pain, no. My grandmother who told me not to go to church on the day I was involved in a car accident would be under immense pain.
Honestly speaking I am physically disabled today because of rebellion. I did not listen to my grandmother on the morning she said, "Ziggy do not go to church today. At the time my grandmother told me this I did not appreciate the fact that maybe she knows something bad will happen to me on that day coz you never know.