
All I can say, Thank you Lord.
The "selective memory" Lynette mentioned is really
quite true actually. The weeks go by and it didn't seems
to occur to me that I sat for the promos!
Everything's happened so quickly, you don't even
have time to catch your breath. Sometimes, stop,
you'll realise you're missing out a lot.
I realised, on my part, that I've been going thru' life,
not living life. These days, Imma walking zombie,
carrying out things out of obligation, without meaning,
without purpose, feeling apprehensive about what's
in store, uncertain about the different aspects,
where I am, who they are and what they're all about. Faith,
it's the voice within.
Yknow Grandma came over yesterday and previously, I
would think nothing of it like it's just grandma, coming
over. Yeye's passing definitely made me think.
The comtemplation did me some justice because it was
as if it's a rude awakening. I'm not afraid to say this,
Sympathy, regret and guilt were all I felt that moment
I called out to her. I haven't always been close to either
grandparent/s since we'd grown up (or out of it).
But, just then, even if it's the Spirit moving me,
I missed having the opportunity of not having this
gramps-child relationship! A pity, I'd make up for
lost time.
The feeling's like releasing a dozen white helium
balloons, I swear.