Good morning 😊😊
How are you? I'm doing great! You see, some days I go out hungry for a story and more often than not when I least expect stories come to me. Today was one of the latter. I had a lot on my mind because I had a lot to do today. I rushed off to school and on my way from school and to the market, I made a quick call to mumsi although it was popsi that took the call.
You see, there is nothing more relaxing and reassuring and heart warming here on earth than the sound of their laughter in this chaotic world we happen to find ourselves! It was a quick one and although the connection wasn't so great, the laughter came through. I also spoke with mumsi who kept repeating call your sisters Pepe and Joy, talk to them and I'm like yes mummy but in my mind I was already writing this story and laughing hard. 😂😂😂 She says that all the time, she would even add "make una talk to each other" 😂😂😂 especially Joy her last card😂😂. Okay back to my story.
I got to a bustop where I had to switch buses, so i got off and sat down to wait for the second one. A well dressed old man walked up to me and asked me "cinquantaotto?" meaning 58 but I understood or interpreted it to mean he's looking for bus 58 and I told him it would arrive soon. He sat down as well and in less than a minute the bus 58 arrived and being the nice person that I am (I promise you I am nice) I told him that the bus had arrived, he looked at me like I was talking about something else. In exasperation because the bus was about leaving I repeated like three times, he was looking at me like this child leave me alone! Next second he replied cinquantaotto? I screamed Sì sì he just looked at me and said cinquantanouve! (59). It was at that point I realised he wasn't okay and there I was conversing with him like......I almost burst out laughing but that would be rude so I decided to just watch him. I began to wonder, how come he was so well dressed? Had he lost his memory or his way because bus 59 plies a route very very far from where we were... in less that three mins a lady approached us and told him this bus and they both jumped into the bus..... bus 11. She was definitely his care giver, she was most probably the reason he looked so well kept and dressed and it did warm my heart to know he wasn't lost, he just wanted to have a non conversation conversation.
Life is fleeting, the days go by so fast. I have decided to maximise everyday and just live because when it's evening and you sit in that recliner needing a care giver you do the things you can do so freely so easily.....It is the things you didn't get to do now, you will regret most and not even the things you tried to do and probably failed.
Where are those dreams, ideas, visions? Go pick up that dusty book where you wrote them down and retrace your steps and pursue them with a renewed tenacity.
Finally, find/discover Christ for yourself if you haven't yet. Spirituality is different from religion.
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