Thursday, October 30, 2014

Of Living.

It has been a whirlwind of emotions and activities over the past month. From some redecoration in the house which almost turned bad, to dealing with some organisation issues at work; to a family medical scare that required a trip to the emergency room, which thankfully turned out OK, to consoling a dear friend over a family tragedy.

Some dark moments indeed.

But there were bright moments.  From attending the ADVAN marketing awards for excellence and winning two awards, to participating in the highly esteemed Genevieve Pink Ball,, to visiting a dear friend and his twin girls, of which Adrian lay claim to Taiwo, to celebrating with Mrs 'Fineboy' on an awesome miracle God wrought in her family; and to hanging out with friends, reminiscing about the good old days when we were young, single and carefree. 
As the French say- c'est la vie. Such is life. The good.  The bad. The pain.  The joy. Happiness and health.  Sadness and grief. 

This week I attended what was arguably the most emotional service of songs for a friend's sister. And as her life was celebrated and the terms flowed freely. .. it was clear that despite the short time on earth, she has touched so many lives. She was like the Biblical Dorcas, feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, visiting the sick, and taking care of children and family. 

It was a moment of reflection for everyone in the room... and I am sure we all left thinking: "What would people say about me when I am gone? What would I be remembered for?' 
The good news is that we all have a lot more years (hopefully) to right wrongs, do good and bring smiles to faces around us. So lets start doing that. Because time waits for no one. 

For those grieving, we take solace in the fact that we have hope. Hope within our hearts. That soon, a day will come where there will be no more death, sorrow, crying or pain. And we will be reunited with the ones who have gone before us.  

I can hardly wait. I can hardly wait. 

Well, I'm tired and so weary, but I must go on
'Til the Lord comes and calls me away, oh, yes
Where the morning's so bright and the Lamb is the light
And the night is as bright as the day, oh, yes

There will be peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh, Lord, I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no trouble I see
There will be peace, peace in the valley for me. 

Well, the bear will be gentle and the wolves will be tame
And the lion shall lay down by the lamb, oh, yes
And the beasts from the wild shall be led by a child
And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am.

There will be peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh, Lord, I pray
And there'll be no sadness and no sorrow, no trouble I see
Yes, there will be peace, peace in the valley for me, oh, yes

Great week/end folks. 


Friday, October 3, 2014

The Kiss... Part 1

"Kiss Me".

She had been preparing for this moment for a long time. Too long in fact. She had watched countless movies and read online posts on what constituted the perfect kiss. She had practiced in front of the mirror until she got every thing perfect. 

Minimal to no lipstick. Instead her lips were coated in a soft sugary pink lip gloss, the one that would leave no marks on his face or his shirt, but would make her taste desirable. 

She had scrubbed her lips with a cocoa butter scrub earlier that morning. To get rid of any dry skin. And patted it dry with a soft cloth. 

She had taken so much time brushing her teeth with her electric toothbrush, her roommate had to scream at her to stop. She even scrubbed her tongue with a new tongue scrapper. She was not going to take any chances. 

Her makeup was all natural and minimal. Everything was soft. Soft smokey eye shadow, with soft eyelashes. No extensions. Soft blush hinting at the curves of her cheekbones. Soft tendrils of hair escaping the deliberate messy bun. 

The look was perfect. Perfect without trying too hard. 

The room also had the same vibe. The lighting was soft. Not too dark and menacing.  Not too bright and threatening. Just perfect. And silent. Pin drop silent. So silent, you could hear him breath. 

"What did you say?"

"Kiss me. Please."

This Thing Called LIFE. Vanity. Upon. Vanity

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