Couldn't Agree more with Bob marley...

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life"

When I say ...."I am a Christian"

This is one of my favorite works from Maya Angelou... It describes me in so many ways....

“When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean living'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say. "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
Who received God's good grace, somehow.”
― Maya Angelou

Take time off and laugh with your friends......

 So its been a while since i saw most of my friends....not because we fell out but more because life happened.... We graduated, got jobs, moved out of town, got married, had kids....pretty much everyone moved on. Such is life... I decided it was time i did something to bridge the gap that had been caused by our busy schedules, distance and life journey that had now reduced us to a simple "hi i was just checking on you" on whatsapp or "like" on a status or photo on facebook....or a retweet on twitter...

So i invited everyone to my house for brunch....and since i really hadn't celebrated my graduating with a masters i figured its a good excuse to get everyone together. and so i sent out the invites... got the R.S.V.P's did all the running up and down...who knew a simple brunch for 30 friends would be this much work.. But all in good faith and love for my friends, i put it all together. On Sunday, i woke up at six hit the kitchen to exercise my cooking skills. My mum was amazed at how much determination and love i had for my friends to wake up that early just to cook for them, seeing as i cook as often as it rains in the Sahara. 

Fast forward, friends arrive, food is served, sipping on some wine...and alas!! The bonding begins... You see i had invited all my friends with their various backgrounds...High school friends, Uni friends, Post grad friends, work friends, social friends....name them i invited them. So they all somehow got to knowing each other, started chatting away, arguing about the usual....Relationships, marriage and which sex is not to be trusted...lol

I sat back and watched as my friends almost brought the house down, laughter, cheers, heated arguments, opinionated views, and i thought to myself....Its been a while since we did this much bonding and catching up.... And then i went on to think how much fun we were having and wondered why i hadn't thought of this idea sooner???

You see life will always get busy, work, responsibilities, marriage, kids...all these things happen to us and slowly we lose ourselves in the process. We forget our friends, stop caring much about what they are up to, we stop taking time off to play with our friends, because we think we have outgrown it...but everyone needs some laughter in their lives. I can't remember the last time i laughed that much or had that much fun with my friends since My last undergrad graduation... Its not something am proud of but i can say that sunday brunch wasn't all about fun...it had a lesson to learn.... We all need to take some time off and play with our friends...be silly, explore the youth in us....express our opinions freely without fear of judgement...and also its a great way to network. Now all my friends know each other...if each friend had brunch and invited all their friends, by the end of the year imagine how many connections you could have.... Am seriously thinking of making i a habit.....Am glad my friends made an effort to honor my invitation to brunch, all those from up country and around.... I was humbled by the love extended to me... I hope we do keep up the spirit of togetherness. What am I saying...Life is too complicated to not have friends that you can just have a laugh with. So please take time off those busy schedules, Facebook, twitter, whatsapp, skype, email forwards, and see your friends have a little chat, catch up and don"t forget to Laugh.

Laughter can heal even the most broken soul, so dont underestimate the power of a good laugh.
So who's hosting the next Brunch????


Cheers

Don’t Get Married If…

I came across this post written by a one Judy Karanja and i thought it was interesting material, and so i share her thoughts.....Read on.....


If you’re not ready to delay gratification when your are angry. To hold your tongue, lower your voice and sometimes wait till the appropriate time, day or even month before you can deal with an issue thoroughly…. don’t get married. Immaturity is the inability to delay gratification. Marriage is for the mature.

If you’re not ready to leave center stage and allow someone else to become your focus, your study, your muses… don’t get married. Selfish people make very bad spouses. In marriage you don’t lose yourself but your heart has to be big enough to gain someone else. And soon, with God’s blessing: little, crying, diaper soiling, demanding little ones are coming!

If you are not ready, to stand up and calmly deal with meddling in laws as a united front: The opinionated sister, the insensitive uncle, the domineering father, the manner less brother, the nosy aunt….. don’t get married. Boundaries do not exist automatically, they must be created. A good spouse is committed to respectfully stand up for and protect their marriage from meddling relatives. Don’t abandon your spouse to your relatives. It’s betrayal.

If you are not ready to pay bills…. don’t get married. Love does not pay bills. Kenya power will not give a waiver because your love is O so strong and your gazes at each other, O so romantic.
If you are not ready to let go of your opposite sex “best friends” and invest that into your spouse. To like, to laugh, to play, to be silly and to enjoy life with them, above anyone else… don’t get married. Affairs happen because people did not marry their best friends. Someone else holds their heart. Someone else gets them better. Someone else inspires them more. Marry your best friend and cultivate your friendship so that you remain best friends.

If you are not ready to stop competing with the Joneses…. don’t get married. Let the Joneses buy their yatch when you are still walking, and enjoy the walk. Your journeys are different. They may have to cross the oceans but you may be going through the road route. A boat might not do you any good on your journey. You must be ready to pace yourselves: stop competing, stop spending your future before you get there, stop the debt, stop trying to impress people. You must be able to be content. To enjoy your journey without deciding your happiness simply by measuring your progress against other people.

If you are not ready to be an open book. To tell the whole story of your past, deal with the memories, expose the failures and risk rejection…. don’t get married. It is fraud to have someone sign off their life to you without the full details. The past is a touchy and demanding friend. It always shows up in the marriage. It doesn’t enjoy being ignored and the more you snob, the bolder it becomes and the more tantrums it throws. It will mess up the “neat” and “all together lovely” image that you are struggling to maintain.

If you are not ready to let go of your philandering and wild oats farming…. don’t get married. Don’t take somebody’s son or daughter and subject them to your germs, your indiscretions and your chips fungaz. It never ends well. It’s romanticized in the movies, it’s being fronted as the only “realistic” way to stay married and keep the fire burning. But truth be told, the only thing that the fire will burn will be you, your spouse and your children. That family will burn for generations in bitterness, disease, fear, failure, hatred, broken hearts, broken dreams and conniving.

Finally, if you are not ready to let go of the adrenalin rush ofa risque life and to settle down…. don’t get married. The great Colombus [who we were told "discovered" America, Have you ever wondered if the Native Indians who were in it, knew that it existed ] had a diary that was long sought for. People wanted to read about the wild journeys, the sea tempest, the reckless pirates they fought, the death and the danger they must have encountered. When it was found, there was great disappointment. Majority of the pages simply had 5 words: “This day, we sailed on.”.

Marriage, like life in general, has many “we sail on” days. You have to learn to find the thrill in the normal everydayness of it. If you depend on wild romance, all night sex [ha], romantic cruises, wild parties, compulsive moves across continents, tempestuous fights and make up sessions to be happy, you may be disappointed. You have to learn to thrill in gentle smiles, loving hugs, knowing looks, cozy moments, shared chores, cute babies, everyday work, dreaming together, praying together and simply living together. If these things are not thrilling, exciting and satisfying, you will look for a way out. The “boom twaff” moments are still there, but they are normally punctuations to the usualness of living. They cannot be your reason for getting married. They are unsustainable on an everyday basis. The one you choose must be thrilling to you even in the most mundane of moments.

I pray this helps someone. Remember singles, YOU HAVE THE PRIVILEGE OF CHOICE. Never let anyone pressure you into marriage. You are either ready or you’re not: You decide!. But please don’t marry somebody and then punish them to live with your childish ways for the rest of their lives . A childish baby is cute but a childish adult is extremely frustrating.
Marriage is for the mature and in many ways, we the married, are still being confronted with the demand to grow up day by day. If you are not ready for that demand, don’t get married!!!!
Barikiweni.- Author Judy Karanja

To hold on or let go..

My young sister is getting married tomorrow....For the past two weeks I have been trying to write the maid of honor speech, and still have nothing. This is puzzling because i usually have a lot to say, in fact I am the  most talkative person my friends know. So when i say i have nothing to say....you know its bad. Every time i get the Pen to write something down, I am overwhelmed with so many emotions, i don't know whether to laugh or cry. Its not that am not happy for her....on the contrary am ecstatic that she found the love of her life and they are going to be spending the rest of their lives together. Its just that, all my life its always been sheila and I; and now that she's getting married i feel like am losing a part of me, like I only have half a heart left. Sheila (that's her name) is three years younger than I am. We look so much alike most people think we are twins. We have always shared everything together. We went to the same school, had the same hair styles, wore similar clothes, carried similar bags, slept in the same room. Its always been Sheila and I, we always said we would get married and live in the same house... It feels like only yesterday i was holding her hand to cross the road, teaching her to ride a bicycle and now she's all grown up moving on and she is going to be trusting her hand with someone else now.... If ever there was someone that can blackmail me, its her. She knows everything about me, what can i say, she is not just my sister, she is my best friend, she is my other half. Don't get me wrong, i have other siblings and i love them dearly, but being that they are way older than I am, sheila and I were closest.
 I walked her to her class room on her fist day at school, beat up anyone that bullied her, yes i used to be violent...but not anymore, i have since moved on from my Tomboy tendencies. If i started to talk about sheila, a lifetime wouldn't be enough, and yet i cant find the right words to write in the speech. I am honored that she chose me as her maid of honor, But sometimes i think maybe it should have been someone else. I have too much attachment to her to me it feels like a surgeon having to operate on his mother.
I have never known a life without Sheila, and now she's leaving me forever. I know it sounds dramatic but that's how i feel. I feel like We should have had a little more time to share my bed, because I am scared of sleeping in it alone. We should have a little more time, to gossip about my parents and siblings, a little more time to trash boys, a little more time to steal each others clothes, a little more time to fight for the bathroom, You see its too soon for me. Way too soon. To me she is and always will be my baby sister that i carried when I was three, and asked my mum if she would accept my doll in return for sheila as barter trade. I don't know how to live without her. I have avoided it for three months and now that its finally happening tomorrow, I see her pack her things and realize, its not one of those times she goes to school and comes back after three months, its forever, and my eyes well up.  Am just not ready to give up my sister yet. I know everyone tells me its going to be fine, she will come visit, and i know she will, but it will never be the same. She's never going to sleep in my bed and take my covers, or kick me all night, its never going to be the same.
Am such a mess thinking about all this but yet somewhere in my heart i know that even if am losing a part of me,  am gaining an awesome brother in-law. I know he will probably treat her nicer than i did, love her more than i do, and that gives me comfort. Am getting two for the price of one. To Sheila and Clive, I wish you nothing but the best. May you be blessed beyond measure. May your marriage be filled with Love in abundance, laughter, peace, joy and harmony.
I Love you Beyond words can express.
Tanya Love

Facebook woes....

I recently got off face book…I used to be so attached to it I never thought a day would come and I would live without checking it out. But alas, the day finally arrived. I originally got off because there were some people I didn’t want to be relating with but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to delete them. So I decided to do away with it all together. But after about a week of not being tempted to check it out, I realized I didn’t really miss it so I kept going another week, trying to see how far I would take it and before I knew it a month was past. I started to reflect, on my whole entire existence on face book, and how exactly it had added value to my life… I couldn’t find one… I did however come to the realization that there I was sharing a part of me with all these people that I hardly knew on a personal basis. (I had 356 friends). I remember meeting a guy and he asked me if I was related to Tanya Love, because I had told him my name was Dianne, and after I told him that was me he said; “eh you really like having fun”. This Isn’t a bad thing as I do like to have fun, but that’s not I’m all about. I started to wonder what kind of perceptions strangers had of me by just out my profile. Isn’t it amazing; the things people can find out about you from your face book? Just think about it, the status updates we write say something about us, the things we share, the photos we post they are all a revelation of a part of who we are. It got me thinking, people really take face book seriously. I mean there is more to my life than those pictures in the mall, at the beach, out in the club or whatever, and yet it doesn’t occur to these strangers that I don’t take pictures while am fixing a computer, or singing in the church choir on Sunday, or reading a book, or visiting the doctor. From my profile one could easily come up with a conclusion that I live the “diva” life as my friends call it, but what they don’t know is that I have insecurities like everyone else, I worry about being accepted socially, about being judged unfairly, the list is endless. They don’t know that I can be an emotional wreck, a hot mess; Yes I do get bad hair days, chipped nails, and uncoordinated outfits especially when am having a bad day or going through a phase, you could call it a healing process and they don’t know that I can be demanding or “complex” as some people have referred to me. Generally people who check out my profile and don’t know me on a personal level don’t know that there is a whole other side to me.  Am always telling people not to care what the world thinks and just do what they want to do and yet I can’t even take my own advice. I struggle with this every day; my vulnerabilities and weaknesses. When they look at my profile they think “wow she’s happy, she’s fun and outgoing I want to be her friend” no one sees my pain, or brokenness. So I thought to myself…people should want to be my friend after knowing who I really am, not superficial all dolled up and fancy Dianne, but also loud, crazy, insecure, paranoid Dianne. There are always two sides to every story…and I think that people should get to know me first before coming to conclusions about who I am, or what I like basing on the few pictures I post on face book. For this reason, I doubt I will be going back anytime soon, as am enjoying the intrigue that comes with when you first meet a person and they ask you if you are on face book just so they can check you out and make conclusions about who they think you are…It aint happening boo…you are gonna have to check me out in person and make a personal assessment of who I am from how I relate with you, and not by how hot I look on face book….. Now let’s see who has the courage to dare…

Learn to Dance in the mud :)

I was walking along the streets of kampala, deeply engulfed in my thoughts, earphones intact, music on loud. without a care in the world about what was going on around me. Before i knew it i had walked from kampala road to Jinja road. I noticed i had actually been walking a while when i saw two street kids playing in dirty water and they seemed too happy to think about the infections they could contract from all the germs contained in that water. I thought to myself; "these poor ignorant kids don't even know they could get sick from that" and continued to wonder if and when they fall sick, how and where do they get medical attention?.

Then, it hit me.. we take life too seriously..while I worry about having to wake up too early to go to work, fussing about what i will wear, how i need to get that new pair of shoes and how kampala has too many potholes, somewhere in kampala was a street child oblivious of their "suffering" as we would call it, but instead was choosing to play and laugh in the mud.

You see, these kids have so little but yet could care less about the sorrows of tomorrow. Whether or not they would have a meal the next day, or would get sick from the dirty water, it didn't matter, what mattered was that at that very moment, they were enjoying the fact that it had rained, and they had water to play with, choosing to smile through their demise. I was greatly inspired as i thought to myself "I could learn a lesson or two from these kids".

Lesson 1: No matter how "dirty" it looks instead of worrying about getting sick or catching a bug take time off and enjoy the simple things. Laugh and play through the mud.
Lesson 2: Life passes you by without notice when you are too busy fusing about what you think is important when you should be living every moment, taking it in and appreciating it.
Lesson 3: Its never that serious so smile through your worries

With that i will say one thing, don't sweat the small stuff infact don't even sweat the big stuff, enjoy every moment or the simple things will pass you by. And we all know its the simple things that make it all worth it
Stay blessed, be inspired
Tanya Love

Thou shall not judge (._. )

Isn’t it amazing how easily it is for us to cast blame onto other people? Think about it, Girls blame guys, Guys blame girls, Kids blame parents, parents blame kids, Bosses blame subordinates and vice versa and the cycle continues. No one ever stops to think, I am to blame, I need to take responsibility for this. And that is the problem with the world today. No one wants to take responsibility for anything. We are all culprits, too busy blaming each other…if you think about it, if you blame me, and I blame you then we are both at fault aren’t we? That means we are equally to blame. So why is it so hard for people to take responsibility for their actions? “It wasn’t my fault” we say,” I was tempted”,” I had no choice” and the story continues…., well news flash; You always have a choice, It was your fault and when you were tempted God gave you strength to resist but your evil nature couldn’t let you pass the offer.

 We are so good at confessing other people’s sin and hiding our own…always giving one excuse or another…but you know that verse in the Bible…. Take the plank out of your eye before you can see clearly to take the speck in your neighbor’s eye. Only after you have taken responsibility for your short comings can you clearly be able to understand another's flaws.

So from today I will be taking full responsibility for my actions and the consequences that come with them. I hope you all do the same too. 

Tanya Love

XoXo

Don't tolerate the trials...Endure them...

So lately I've been dealing with a lot of drama and obstacles in my life, Physically mentally psychologically emotionally, spiritually name it; I've been dealing. At some point I thought I was going to have a mental break down; and then I thought I was having a mid-life crisis but since am not that old I chose to call in a "quarter life crisis". Dramatic I know, but you see, too many things were happening to me all at once felt like I was taking jabs from all directions and all the forces of nature were against me and I just couldn't seem to catch a break!!!

 Then I stopped; took a deep breath and said a prayer. I prayed because I didn't know what else to do but I knew that I needed guidance and divine intervention. It was the only way out. Nothing else was working out, nothing was going right but deep in my spirit I knew that this was a trial time that I had to deal with head on. At some point I thought I had reached the end of my road, but then the fact that I was still alive had to mean my purpose wasn't done yet. Then I thought to myself; "I don't have the strength or energy to deal with this" and then I asked "why does this always happen to me". Lost as I was, I found my way in a simple scripture as I had gone to church for the midweek service and the preacher talked about Paul asking God to remove the thorn from his flesh and God said to him   "My grace is all you need, because my power is perfected in your weakness." and Paul added "Therefore, I will most happily boast about my weaknesses, so that the Messiah's power may rest on me". 2Cor 12:9
That message shot like a dagger through my heart. I need not worry about anything because his grace is sufficient for me. When I am weak, his strength is manifested. So I should delight in my weaknesses.  I stopped with the self-pity and replaced it with positivity. "All things work together for the good of those who love the Lord, and so I will overcome this" I told myself. For a minute there I had forgotten that I Serve a greater God, he is bigger than my trials and worries and he is forever faithful.

Somehow I have managed to smile through my trials, Because I was able to endure them not tolerate them. You see, God gives us trials to transform us and make us better in accordance to his will and purpose for us. So when you embrace the trials, he gives you grace, he gives you exceeding joy but above all he gives us Victory in him as we become over-comers and not tolerators. You see, when you tolerate your trials, they weigh you down, you become bitter, and full of hate. But God is a God of love and when he brings us trials, he also gives us the grace to overcome them. So don't let your trials make you bitter by tolerating them, Instead let them make you better by enduring them. After all, you cant have a "testimony" without a "TEST".....

Just for Laughs :)

Someone sent me this email

My health should be a priority

So yesterday i had to go to the doctor, and after i told him my demise, he had a worried look on his face and said to me: "have you had a scan done?" I replied affirmatively and he told me to have one done. So there i sat waiting to go into the Ultrasound room, suddenly i was gripped with fear, i started freaking out, i wondered why i hadn't come with a friend for comfort, i worried about the outcome of the results, I thought about dying, dramatic i know, but suddenly all the diseases i have phobia for started crawling up into my mind. I almost got up and run off.

Amazingly but true, i found myself reciting a verse " Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. PSALM 46:10" and then an aura of peace surrounded me. This moment got me thinking about all the times I've neglected my health and taken it for granted, i don't eat healthy, i never do medical check ups, i only go to the doctor when i have something seriously wrong. "This has got to change", i thought, I must learn to care about my body, its the Lord's temple. I made promises to God that if the results come out positive i will live a healthier life. Lo and behold, it was my turn to go to the scan, i took a deep breath and lay down, i had flashbacks of all the wrong things i had done and promised God i would be a good girl if i was well, Long story short the results weren't as scary, Ironically they were humorous.

This experience however was an eye opener for me and i learnt two things about myself : 1] I have more faith in God than i thought i did. 2] I take my health for granted.
I have therefore resolved that i will be more committed to living a healthier life, both physically and spiritually, I will read my Bible more often and pray even harder when faced with a life threatening situation, prayer is like therapy. So don't wait until something is wrong, Pray today, be healthy today before its too late.

A POEM BY: MARK BAHATI

Miss her:
Even as I stand here trying to say
this....
I can't stop the tendency in its immensity to
reminisce.... reminisce
All the good times and good things
am about to miss....
Like your lips, soft skin your eyes,
your kiss.....
You see this girl was like unlike any other....
placed in my position, some of you
could deny your mother.....
But before I go any further....


Let me introduce myself.
My name is Bahati....
Olusi i have swagg...
Olusi nina amachati....kakati...
Let me tell you about my love long story...
Some of you may find it boring , but am sorry...
Now as i continue...
with the issue...
That brought us all to this wonderful venue.....
12am, walking down to the lounge at barbecue....
Never knew...never had a single clue...
That,  that night i would bump into someone as fine as you....
Better still never knew, ..... never had a single clue...
that in a few months, maybe three maybe two....
I'll be calling someone as fine as you, .... My boo....



So as we danced the night away....
Ever so indulged in our little child's play....
And as we swayed from side to side....
Often you getting a bit shy, you had to hide...
At that point my heart was racing, about to go into a coma......
Onlookers wondering, thinking,
saying.....
"Oyo omwana yasoma....."


Did i happen to mention to you how much i miss her....
My love, my lady Anisha...

But you see, It was all a case of huff and puff....
Coz later i realized her love for me'
 was just a bluff.....
It made me wonder whether...
My love wasn't enough...
My time wasn't enough...
Or just maybe, my money wasn't enough.....
Shall we ever understand this crazy love stuff...
Shall we ever comprehend.....
The sadistic blend....
Between love and hate...
That we human beings constantly create...
But then again, I guess this is our fate...Then it hit me...
I don't miss her..
Don't you dare mention that name again, Anisha...
Now am here trying to cope, trying to remain...
A bit sane...
trying to forget Anisha, the source of my pain.


This poem was written by Mark Bahati a friend of mine, very talented yet so humble.He inspires me in so many ways and I learn a lot from him, even if he doesn't know it yet. Anyways catch him at #kwivuga 8pm every last Thursday of the month, doing his thing at Gattomatto.

A Message by George Carlin: I thought i should share

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. 
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

George Carlin

 

Think, think and think again…

So i was having dinner with a friend of mine, and he was telling me about a friend of his who recently got married but was already fed up and was thinking of calling it quits. I asked why and he said because they recently had a baby but her husband is always coming home late. I asked if he has always been coming home late, he said Yes, because he has an evening Job. So again i asked what exactly the problem was? 
See here is my thing, Did she marry him while he had a night time job? yes… Did he used to come home late before they got married? yes… So what exactly is the problem? My question exactly. This got me to thinking.. do we really know what we are signing up for when we walk down that aisle? When we say ” for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part” do we really take time to understand the gravity of that kind of commitment? If you are going to run just as soon as you hit the first bump in the road then marriage is not for you and by all means don’t indulge. Take for instance this scenario, she married the guy well aware that he had a night time job and he always went out after work for a drink or two but still went ahead to marry him and now suddenly its such a huge problem that she feels the need to file for divorce? What happened to Love unconditional? Love is patient, kind and  bears all things, the good and the bad when he is at his worst is when you should love him most. Not to sound mean or anything but if you marry someone who lives their life a certain way and expect them to change just because they are now married to you without prior discussion and agreement, you my friend are being delusional.
I am no marriage expert but i know that People don’t change, if anything they change for the worse. Even when they change, its not overnight its a gradual process, so i think its selfish to automatically assume that someone will change drastically because they are now married. It takes a while to grow on you, there must be stages undergone for someone to fully embrace their new partner and the lifestyle that comes along with that commitment. So what am I saying, take time to think about your actions and the path you choose to take in life. Every action has an equal but opposite reaction, so get ready to face the music, deal with the consequences as they come. Every stage in life has obstacles and challenges but its the fight to get through them alive that makes it more interesting and meaningful. So by all means think carefully before you tread along the path you choose to take.
XoXo
Tanya Love

Idle thoughts...

Its been a while since i wrote down my thoughts, and its been driving me crazy. Writing to me is therapy, but sometimes i get caught up with the paradoxes of life, and sadly it passes me by. I sit and watch as it plays on, i have no control over it and it frustrates me even more. There was a time when i knew exactly what i wanted, and how to get it, and now….my likes change everyday, my priorities get re-arranged.. sigh. “Its part of becoming an adult” my dad says. But you see, nothing frustrates me like not knowing, being unsure of myself, second guessing my decisions its crazy, but such is life. I like to make plans and stick to the plan, but as i grow older i have learned that things don’t always go as planned, you need to make room for adjustments and compromises, develop patience for set backs and obstacles but with these experiences comes knowledge and wisdom, if you are the type that likes to learn from experience. I live, i explore i learn and grow. I hate routine which is why i chose a career in IT because there is always something new coming up…or so I thought, and yet everyday i wake up at the same time, go to work do almost the same thing, leave at the same time, the day ends, i begin another with the same routine, Life doesn't always go as planned I've learned and yet i still find it intriguing, because everyday much as is a routine, comes with its own unique challenges and as much as i hate not knowing, i like that i don’t know what tomorrow will bring and so i have hope, hope for a brighter day, better opportunities hope that tomorrow i will be better than i was yesterday and this keeps me striving to reach a greater height than i reached today and tomorrow. In conclusion i have come to discover that life is an experience…a journey not a destination, so we need to sit back relax and enjoy the ride.
Stay blessed