This morning I woke up with a lump on my throat. The one you feel when when you
want to speak but no words can come out. I am talking about that feeling you
have deep inside you and cannot control, a time when you know your heart is
broken and your tears are doing the talking.
I woke up feeling cold, miserable, confused and sad @ the kind of situation I am in. Looking around my surrounding there was nothing positive I could feel, except the feeling of failure.
My area is surrounded by homeless people who sleep in the streets with wet blankets due to the heavy rains that have been pouring in Johannesburg, the shops are crowded by "my friends", the shebeens are full as early as 9am, there are sounds of guns everywhere, a corner filled with drug users who are poor, but not poor enough to lack money to feed their habit, and funny enough there are police vans everywhere especially in these "drug areas".
I then wondered if this would ever change, if my voice will be big enough to make a difference, I wondered if this lump will ever "relax" and allow me to speak my mind.
Then I remembered that I am not alone, I have a companion, one I share my secrets with, one who understands me in every situation. I then took my phone and poured my heart out to her about the terrible night I had and a morning I thought would turn into a terrible day.
She simply said "my friend, you are not alone, I am here, so if you need to cry, do it, I will wipe your tears and help you recover". I broke down, as if she could see me, but I knew she could see me, I knew she could hear my cry, I knew she was also crying with me because she understands me. She is my sister, my friend, my accomplice, the one I love with all inside me.
She re-assured me that, so is life. You can never run the race alone. You need a friend, you need someone to listen, someone who cares and accepts you with all your flaws. Someone who knows how it feels to be alone in such a big planet, someone who is a part of you.
My friend Lesego Realeboga Mothobi proved to me that good friendships still exist. They never died, they still deep inside us. So if we can just reach that place that is full of love, support, care and is truly genuine, we would be able to nurture our friendships to reach a level of sisterhood!
I love you Shingo,you brightened up my day and made me see new perspective today. To know that my situation and my surrounding don't have to define me. You are my rock and I wish God grants you all your hearts desire. Thank you for saying "I am here"
Genuine Friendships are Ayooba!
I woke up feeling cold, miserable, confused and sad @ the kind of situation I am in. Looking around my surrounding there was nothing positive I could feel, except the feeling of failure.
My area is surrounded by homeless people who sleep in the streets with wet blankets due to the heavy rains that have been pouring in Johannesburg, the shops are crowded by "my friends", the shebeens are full as early as 9am, there are sounds of guns everywhere, a corner filled with drug users who are poor, but not poor enough to lack money to feed their habit, and funny enough there are police vans everywhere especially in these "drug areas".
I then wondered if this would ever change, if my voice will be big enough to make a difference, I wondered if this lump will ever "relax" and allow me to speak my mind.
Then I remembered that I am not alone, I have a companion, one I share my secrets with, one who understands me in every situation. I then took my phone and poured my heart out to her about the terrible night I had and a morning I thought would turn into a terrible day.
She simply said "my friend, you are not alone, I am here, so if you need to cry, do it, I will wipe your tears and help you recover". I broke down, as if she could see me, but I knew she could see me, I knew she could hear my cry, I knew she was also crying with me because she understands me. She is my sister, my friend, my accomplice, the one I love with all inside me.
She re-assured me that, so is life. You can never run the race alone. You need a friend, you need someone to listen, someone who cares and accepts you with all your flaws. Someone who knows how it feels to be alone in such a big planet, someone who is a part of you.
My friend Lesego Realeboga Mothobi proved to me that good friendships still exist. They never died, they still deep inside us. So if we can just reach that place that is full of love, support, care and is truly genuine, we would be able to nurture our friendships to reach a level of sisterhood!
I love you Shingo,you brightened up my day and made me see new perspective today. To know that my situation and my surrounding don't have to define me. You are my rock and I wish God grants you all your hearts desire. Thank you for saying "I am here"
Genuine Friendships are Ayooba!
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