"Listen to your feelings. Listen to your Highest Thoughts. Listen to your experience. Whenever any of these differ from what you have been told by your teachers, or read in your books, forget the words. Words are the least reliable purveyor of TRUTH." - Conversations with God
Thirteen years ago, 3rd December, 2010 was a regular Friday...a busy one at work...print houses tend to get unbelievably busy because for some reason, everyone waits until the last minute to order items they could have comfortably ordered in October. SMH. I was just getting in to my routine when I received a phone call from my sister's boyfriend to rush to Nairobi Hospital where my sister had undergone a minor surgery the previous night. I was to go to ICU. I didn't even know where it was situated but finally found my way and walked in to see a team of doctors and nurses working to resuscitate a patient. And I stood there watching and praying for the patient. It's like I was blind. Or maybe it was grace. Because that patient was my sister. I didn't recognize her on that gurney. Maybe that was a good thing. The team of doctors and nurses seemed very laid back.....nothing like what you watch on tv shows or movies....the desperate actions to pull a patient back to life....
A year ago, April rolled in and you were gone. This is my tribute then and my tribute even now. Hope you have met my Suzs. Miss you. Kwame burst into my life with a smile and a witty remark that had me smiling and enthralled for life. He wasn't just Aunty Susan's nephew, he became my nephew too and a friend who loved me for me and always treated me with respect even though he would tease me mercilessly at times, he never at any one time showed me anything but utter respect. He made sure to stay in touch even in the days of handwritten letters, he would take time out and send me a letter or two. In the recent past whenever he landed, he would call me up to say 'hello, Mama Kris I am in town, let's meet' . And it would always be a surprise and I would be amazed by his thoughtfulness and consideration that in the few days he had in town, he would make time to see me. He did not only tell me I was a queen, he treated me as one and I felt honoured by his undivided atte...
A pitcher of lemonade, ice cubes clinking, an absolutely hot day. That works well, doesn't it? You raise the glass to your lips, tip your head back and drink deep! Hmmmm.......bliss! Maybe that's the picture you should hold in your mind when life throws you more lemons than you can handle. Or so you think. Probably that's what whoever coined that phrase was thinking. Then again you could get the bottle of tequila out with some salt and take some shots, preferably with a pal who can hold your hand to cross the road for it's okay to experience the lemons at a personal level. Whichever way you wanna handle the lemons that come your way, it's imperative that you handle them. Because lemons will come. And some of us get sacks of them at a time, while others seems to get a few every other year and others still, seem more blessed and get none. I believe lemons either thrown at you or your friends are opportunities for growth. Unfortunately, when they come our way, we bem...