Sometimes the journey to self-discovery meanders through many undulating course such that by the time we truly find our feet in true purpose, it might be time to go.
Growing up we had many aspiration, dreams and ambitions which our minds saw with joy. We lived each day recounting the fun of the future; the hopes that coloured the sky. Our faith tempered minds didn’t factor the cost of our expectations and of course we didn’t need to bother; we had parent who looked at us with beaming smiles whenever we speak of our aspirations therefore we tuned higher our expectations.
Year in year out, when the reality of life swept off our feet, and the circumstances of the times unmasked its daring demeanour, we questioned the possibility of hope and dreams quickly gave way to survival, expectations mellowed and hopes fell by the way side. We revised our visions to fit our conditions and our only prayer was to survive the next day.
We began counting our days in fear, knowing we had not much time left on our hands, the clock of life keeps ticking, our breath its taking, opportunities keeps fading and yet we kept waiting; if only we could turn the hand of time.
With all this notwithstanding, it’s never too late, we fall, yet we rise, we fail yet we start again, we break yet we heal. As long as we have life, we are still in the game; the last breath in us is able to embrace opportunity and make our living count for something. It’s never too late to dream again; to grease our rusty vision and to pursue our heartfelt desires again.
If you feel like giving up to death, I say “don’t die today, die tomorrow”; if you feel like giving up, don’t give up today, leave that for tomorrow. Find strength amid your struggles.
Source: El-Khaphui Moody