“The year you were born marks only your entry into the world. Other years where you prove your worth, they are the ones worth celebrating.”
― Jarod Kintz
I never and have never celebrated my birthday with candles wine and cake because I have really never seen anything worth blowing candles about, yet. This is a day to be Thankful, to be Kind and a day to majorly Reflect on my survival. August 25th nineteen eighty something is the date I was born - as informed, I appreciate it as i imagine the pain my mother went through, i recognize the wrath of labor pains and the eighties must have been bad, real bad since unlike today, women that time did not have the liberty to decide which way they wanted to give birth. Every generation has its problems.
In life i have not had it smooth as you may think, we all have our struggles, everyone has their own that they deal with privately. I have had love, i have had hate, i have been devalued and later valued. I have met good people as much as i have met dark and evil people who never wished or wanted me to live to see the light of these days, call them wicked prophets, and i had believed that i wouldn't see the days, but then again God is the giver of life and He must sign on each of us. So those who feel trapped by others, PRAY hard and do GOOD, God sees it all and HE will come in His time He is neither too early, neither does He come late for the rescue.
I have given up at some point but then again, I look at who's watching me, and i get back up quickly, I have a son -Shaquille who i love dearly, whom I loved even before i conceived, he had been my dream, i always wanted to have a son, he is the best gift life could have given me, i wouldn't trade him for anything and he is yet another soul i take this day to Thank God for and appreciate because with every decision i make, i always have him in mind. I have decided not to fly out because of him , for love, for studies and work, he just has to be considered, he is a major part of me. I celebrate his father since i could not have made our son alone, i love and appreciate him.
I have made bad decisions like everyone else, and i have made my right decisions, no one is perfect, we all have flaws and we should accept them, live with them, and accept other people's flaws the same way we want them to accept ours.
I have hanged out with people who piss off their parents every day, people who take hard drugs at parties and at home, and although i did not participate, i realized the every final decision rests on US. I could have said my life is hard and i am depressed - because i was super depressed, i could have sniffed the available cocaine, i could have allowed a foreigner to traffic me, but i did not. We cannot sit there and blame it on our 'friends', we cannot blame the society, we cannot blame our mothers, we can only blame Ourselves for whatever we choose to become, because we have the right common sense to make decisions by the time we are 23 when the crazy hormones have calmed down. The decisions we make today, undoubtedly will reflect into our future.
I do not necessarily hold down a party for my birthday, neither do I do it on Christmas or New year. I only take the gift. If I'm not too pissed at something to just sleep the day away. These are the days I prefer sitting and Reflecting on what I have seen, lanes I have gone through, all shit I have gone through and beaten, crazy things i did and what I'm yet to do on my Resolutions desk... and more to it, this's a day I give away from the heart, to make someone else happy, someone who doesn't expect it, as a way to thank the mother earth for letting me live on her yard, to thank my own mother for bringing me to this torn world so that i can witness it too.
I think everyone of us should not just go to the bar and drink themselves to a stupor in the name of celebrating their birth-date, but you should Celebrate your MOTHER! [the mother who brought you up especially] get your MOTHER a gift for holding you up till now [who knows your birth, or my birth may have been just another accident and she just had to pop you out], give your good father a gift, since when you were a hot head, he never beat you to death because he had the right to. In fact, all birthdays, should be "parents day" whether you love them or otherwise as long as they took care of you.
This is a day WE should thank God, thank the planet, maybe by planting a tree, by gifting someone else other than ourselves, donating something to someone or people in need, just making a difference even if a little. A day to be selfless as we make better decisions. A day to celebrate kindness. This is the day i draw into quite quality hours and draw new resolutions.
With Love,
Njoki_TheGoodBadGirl ©2015
― Jarod Kintz
I never and have never celebrated my birthday with candles wine and cake because I have really never seen anything worth blowing candles about, yet. This is a day to be Thankful, to be Kind and a day to majorly Reflect on my survival. August 25th nineteen eighty something is the date I was born - as informed, I appreciate it as i imagine the pain my mother went through, i recognize the wrath of labor pains and the eighties must have been bad, real bad since unlike today, women that time did not have the liberty to decide which way they wanted to give birth. Every generation has its problems.
In life i have not had it smooth as you may think, we all have our struggles, everyone has their own that they deal with privately. I have had love, i have had hate, i have been devalued and later valued. I have met good people as much as i have met dark and evil people who never wished or wanted me to live to see the light of these days, call them wicked prophets, and i had believed that i wouldn't see the days, but then again God is the giver of life and He must sign on each of us. So those who feel trapped by others, PRAY hard and do GOOD, God sees it all and HE will come in His time He is neither too early, neither does He come late for the rescue.
I have given up at some point but then again, I look at who's watching me, and i get back up quickly, I have a son -Shaquille who i love dearly, whom I loved even before i conceived, he had been my dream, i always wanted to have a son, he is the best gift life could have given me, i wouldn't trade him for anything and he is yet another soul i take this day to Thank God for and appreciate because with every decision i make, i always have him in mind. I have decided not to fly out because of him , for love, for studies and work, he just has to be considered, he is a major part of me. I celebrate his father since i could not have made our son alone, i love and appreciate him.
I have made bad decisions like everyone else, and i have made my right decisions, no one is perfect, we all have flaws and we should accept them, live with them, and accept other people's flaws the same way we want them to accept ours.
I have hanged out with people who piss off their parents every day, people who take hard drugs at parties and at home, and although i did not participate, i realized the every final decision rests on US. I could have said my life is hard and i am depressed - because i was super depressed, i could have sniffed the available cocaine, i could have allowed a foreigner to traffic me, but i did not. We cannot sit there and blame it on our 'friends', we cannot blame the society, we cannot blame our mothers, we can only blame Ourselves for whatever we choose to become, because we have the right common sense to make decisions by the time we are 23 when the crazy hormones have calmed down. The decisions we make today, undoubtedly will reflect into our future.
I do not necessarily hold down a party for my birthday, neither do I do it on Christmas or New year. I only take the gift. If I'm not too pissed at something to just sleep the day away. These are the days I prefer sitting and Reflecting on what I have seen, lanes I have gone through, all shit I have gone through and beaten, crazy things i did and what I'm yet to do on my Resolutions desk... and more to it, this's a day I give away from the heart, to make someone else happy, someone who doesn't expect it, as a way to thank the mother earth for letting me live on her yard, to thank my own mother for bringing me to this torn world so that i can witness it too.
I think everyone of us should not just go to the bar and drink themselves to a stupor in the name of celebrating their birth-date, but you should Celebrate your MOTHER! [the mother who brought you up especially] get your MOTHER a gift for holding you up till now [who knows your birth, or my birth may have been just another accident and she just had to pop you out], give your good father a gift, since when you were a hot head, he never beat you to death because he had the right to. In fact, all birthdays, should be "parents day" whether you love them or otherwise as long as they took care of you.
This is a day WE should thank God, thank the planet, maybe by planting a tree, by gifting someone else other than ourselves, donating something to someone or people in need, just making a difference even if a little. A day to be selfless as we make better decisions. A day to celebrate kindness. This is the day i draw into quite quality hours and draw new resolutions.
With Love,
Njoki_TheGoodBadGirl ©2015
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