The Power In A Power Blackout.
Growing up in the late 80s it wasn't unusual to have four out of seven nights when we had to make do with candles and kerosene 'kandili'.
Do What Works For You.
I find as women we are the most judgemental to our own.
We smile haughtily, shake our heads and tut tut at our sisters for not being 'up to standard'.
Tomorrow
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow I will go see her
To myself I say
Tomorrow I will start that task
I have another day
Tomorrow knocks on my door
Finds me still asleep
With my eyes wide open
In trivialities
I am drowning: am in deep
In love with the unimportant
The nonsense I am determined to keep
Tomorrow I will be happy
Tomorrow I will rest
Tomorrow I will go for that walk
I promise I will do my best
Tomorrow I will hug my children
I know soon they will leave the nest.
Tomorrow knocks on my door
Announcing the demise
Of she I meant to visit
Now, alas! She is no more.
Tomorrow sends a message
Slow down it says
Breathe, take a break
Live! Let your spirits soar.
Tomorrow creeps in quietly
Without warning- with stealth
While you aren’t watching
Steals your youth
Your vitality
And your health
Tomorrow offers hope
While today offers more
A chance to do right, plan
Why choose to miaow
when you can roar?
Tomorrow deceives you
While today offers it’s hand
Give it it’s due
You shall see
You shall understand
That
tomorrow was today
That
you chose to ignore.
Photo Courtesy of @hash.2016 on Instagram.
Special People Have Human Needs
It left this Mombasa Mommy's family to ponder if one of us had trouble for the long term with mobility or vision or hearing how we would live day to day. Because we wouldn't just want to survive- we would want to thrive.
The issue is never ours until it is.