All our actions happen because we are under the influence of something or someone. Whether or not we’d like to admit it, it is the truth.
There are people, concepts and other living and non-living influences that impact (whether positively or negatively) the decisions that we make daily.
It might be a role model, a point of view and it might be vices such as alcohol or drugs.
The onus is on us to determine whom and/or what is good for our lives in any given moment.
Love letter #48 | Fried ripe plantains
And, in order for me to achieve my goals and see my dreams unfold, I will endure burns and go through some level of pain – whether physical, mental or emotional. It’s inevitable.
Love Letter #47 | Seriously Speaking
What we should do is take serious matters seriously and attempt to help them fight for the cause they defend. Additionally, instead of finding the lighter side of every mispronounced word, phrase or sentence, we need to recognize that the illiteracy problem the nation faces gives rise to such phrases as “deading” and “the bus can swim” and the acquired accent that has given Mr. Clifton Brown the wrong form of popularity.
Love letter #47 | “Bad lucked”
We invest in the lives of others and we welcome them into ours – so much so that the relationship doesn’t blossom with symbiosis (which is often evenly yoked.)
You’ll find that you’re pouring continuously from your cup without refill and then realise (when it’s too late) that you’re on E.
We become blinded by people’s and/or a relationship’s potential and what they could be or should be so we stay with that idea of the person or the relationship.
Love Letter #46 | Colour
I am not my label, i’m so much more.
With new found thinking, it’s become easier to break the box. With each step, colour seeps in.
Love Letter #45 | Gasping for air
If you find that you have wilted or that you’re wilting and the drive or means is not there, find your doctor and let them know what’s going on.
Love Letter #44| Water and Sun
Treat yourself as a blooming flowering plant. Water yourself, nourish yourself. Give yourself light. Watch yourself grow. Blossom. Prune. Watch for weeds. Top soil only.
Love Letter #43 | Moving forward
As I see it, the experience of death stays. Even as I go through the stages of grief, I take my dead loved ones (guardian angels) with me in my going and coming.
Love Letter #42 | Hang them out to dry!
After being man handled, wrangled and crumpled, I’ll have to regain my strength. I’ll build my capacity to ride the flow of the wind at any strength. I’ll endure the heat as I bask in the sun. In the end, i’ll be fit to handle other rounds in the struggles life throw my way. I’ll be clean and refreshed.
Love Letter #41 | Exfoliate!
No, this isn’t some miracle revelation about flawless skin. Like, I still have an uneven skin tone, I still have some pimples and I still have hyper-pigmentation. However, your girl has seen improvement within the short time of exfoliation. Now I know, some habits take a while to develop. For me it just so happened that using a brush, a facial scrub, a body scrub,a pumice stone or a loofah takes some getting used to. The point is, I’m trying dammit!
