I feel like I betrayed myself for not writing as long as I did. I have so many half-written pieces on my devices, but after months of procrastinating, I am back AGAIN!
I have no plans to be
deep- I just want to write and put my thoughts on paper – to feel like I am
pulling and loosening the ball of thread inside me. I will write because I
enjoy it; I can only get better at writing if I keep writing; therapy
reiterated it; and maybe there will be lessons that will be someone’s cup of
tea.
So, I resume here on a happy
note: focusing on things I am grateful for. About a month ago, I was
contemplating if I am genuinely appreciative. If someone did something for me,
I would be truly grateful (and mostly shocked that something was given to or
done for me). However, I hardly stop to intentionally express gratitude for the
seemingly little things that may or may not include others.
Toast-Bread: One early afternoon,
I attempted to make myself brunch and decided to toast my bread. While I
waited for what I had on the burner to be ready, I dipped a piece of my toast
bread in a leftover veggie stir fry before taking a bite, and no jokes, the
thought that crossed my mind was “the person who discovered that we could
toast bread deserves to be in heaven!” – I mean it is only fair that they are.
Yes, I am truly grateful for Toast Bread.
Dry clean floors: this is why
bleach is one of my favorite things.
Freshly done pedicure: this is a
love language on its own.
Dark chocolate bar: I almost
can’t enjoy any other type of chocolate.
Amala when I am hungry and really
craving it. The stew was cooked on coal so it has that wood aroma but is so tasty
with countless pieces of soft meat. I am eating in amazement and joy, thinking
“God what manner of enjoyment is this!”
When I sleep soundly without
dreaming or waking up several times (if you have any form of sleep challenges
like me, you will understand this)
Full Yoruba Owambe: when I am
close to the host so that my table is flowing with milk and honey. The live
band must have rehearsed with angels because what is this Heaven-approved
praise music making my head swell?
Navy Blue – the color. Just know
this color will play a part in my wedding.
Hitting a PR at the Gym: I am
looking at this weight and wondering whose hulk Hogan uncle will lift it and
then I actually complete the set without breaking a bone or convulsing. The
Pride!!
Laughing with my sibling(s): On
the night of my father’s funeral, I sat with my siblings and a few loved ones
outside the hotel we lodged. We were eating and having a great conversation
about everything, and smack in the middle of a laugh, I looked up and realized
I was extremely grateful, I almost cried! And then I recognized that there had
been other moments like that where life is being what it is; I may be having
just a momentary laugh and I would suddenly see that God is good to me because
I can still laugh genuinely. Amid pain- something CAN be funny!
Writing: when I start and finish something.
So, cheers to me writing more and may we always recognize things to be grateful for.