Twaddlie Tales

At this time last year, i was in my flat studying for end of semester exams.. i had my study desk with me, i had my books with me and i had some sort of motivation to actually read them. Now, i do want to succeed in this life, i do want to get my credentials at the end of it all and i do want to make loads of money..we all do..but at this ver time last year..this yearning to succeed was stronger 100 fold.

At this time last year, i wasn’t an aunty yet (again) and my 20 year old cousin was not a mummy..infact at this time last year, she was happily learning the romantic french language at the Ecole de Langues and touring Europe with her rich French Family who were hosting her.

At this time last year, the word relationship and commitment meant something totally different.My hobbies were well exploited,infact i had a fabulous opportunity to assist one of my menteurs in the hobby section set up his collection in a gallery in Florence, Italy. Wow, at this time last year, i had vision, saw my dreams begin to unfold, i saw opportunity knock not once but quite a number of times. At this time last year, i was thinking of starting this blog as well.

At this time last year, I weighed at least 8 kgs heavier, wore clothes two sizes up and couldn’t be bothered to wear mascara or whatever.At this time last year, My country was at peace and my Gouvernment at ease..my tribesmen and others’ tribes worked together and schooled together. At this time last year, my Church was a Holy place, a refuge and the safest place in the land.

At this time, in this year..nothing is the same..my study desk i do not have, it is property to another lucky soul..my books i have though the motivation is no more..my hobbies are still hobbies though the opportunity stopped knocking.. i am not jumping into planes and trains to set up exhibitions and i am not uuuuu–aaahhing at my progress..i am not passionately swaying to the rythm of Salsa every Wednesday and Sunday without fail and i am not spending my Saturday afternoons at the pool 5 minutes from my flat and my evenings with friends at the Theater listening to ‘L’Ochestre Nationale de Lille’.
I still yearn to make loads of money though my ideas aren’t the same as yester-year’s, infact they are quite the opposite from what i once held onto.

At this time,in this year, the words relationship and commitment actually do have meaning in my life, infact at this time, in this year, my commitment to Mr. Man actually makes me happy.I have new friends that i had not last year..i even have clothes that i had not last year seeing how i lost the 8 kgs and dress in two sizes smaller.

This time this year, i have the same smile if not brighter, the same love for my family nomatter what, the same love for my friends both those i left behind and the ones i met and bonded with.I have this time, this year a stronger determination to succeed in school even when the desk lacks, the books are scarce and the motivation quite low..yes, determination and motivation work hand in hand BUT..where one lacks and the other prevails, there’s bound to be some sort of uplift of the other (if that makes sense)…

This time this year, 20 year old cousin is the proud mother of 6month old Zara, and is touring not europe but crossed the seas and is happily watching over my lil’ princess.Am still trying to locate a desent salsa club and though my other passion has to take a long break, am positive soon i’ll have what i need and a whole of opportunity again to make it flourish.

This time this year, my country is not at peace, my church and those of others is not the refuge it once was.My Gouvernment is not offering the Nation healing and my countrymen have no more love for each other.

God remains the same and so does His love..My Faith remains the same.

This was just me viewing things from outside the box lol whatever that means..i am not sure if what i am this time this year is what i’ll be this time next year..we all grow physically lol ..i might be 15 kgs heavier (God forbid)..but hey, am sure this time next year, i’ll have grown yet again in mind, spirit, love, and in strength.

Well at least one thing’s for sure, this time this year, just like this time last year, i always strive to be better than i was yesterday..to love deeper than i did yesterday..to think bigger than i did yesterday, to laugh harder and to worry less.