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Of thwarted plans and amazing blessings

31 Dec

We plan, but sometimes our well laid out plans are foolishness to the ultimate Master Planner, God.

Today I got the greatest reminder of this old adage, and I had to take a step back and smile.

When I was planning my vacation and booking flights, I purposely planned it such that I would be in Kenya by the night of 30th December, so that I could drive down to the countryside on 31st in time to usher in the New Year with my mainest, Mama Carole, as has been tradition. I have always spent my holidays with mummy; just the two of us and New Year’s Eve has always been a day of thanksgiving and lots of prayer at home. You could say I’m a bit of a mummy’s girl 🙂

This year however, I felt the need to begin to slowly be my own person by doing my own thing and learning not to be too dependent on her strength. Therefore I compromised with myself; I would do me for Christmas and be home for New Year’s Eve Prayers, jet-lag or no jet-lag. Funny enough, Mummy was completely unbothered with how torn I was. “Go have fun with your friends. You deserve to be happy. You work too hard”, she said; leaving me wondering why she didn’t need me as much as I needed her; which is another story altogether, by the way.

Therefore, in the last 3 days when I developed tonsillitis and flu on top of terrible chest congestion issues that had plagued me throughout my entire vacation, I willfully battled with myself and pushed through almost 20 hours on a plane, sick as a dog, to get home late last night in time to drive to the village today. I was committed to seeing my plan through. I am not a quitter #smugface #muscles lol.

The biggest joke on me therefore, was this morning, when I woke up at 11:30am and could not even lift my head off the pillow. Everything hurt. Nose, head, throat, eyes, chest, fever, even my toe nails hurt lol. On top of that there were missed calls from Mummy, most likely to tell me not to leave Nairobi late as I’m used to. And I had no voice to even tell her how bad I was feeling. When we eventually spoke, mostly her, worried sick, prescribing medicine (She knows I have never in my 30 years gone to the hospital alone – yes I always have someone to take me coz I am terrified of hospitals) and re-assuring me to rest and not even contemplate driving the 2 hours home. (There she goes again, not needing me #rollseyes).

But the thing that hit me most, and which I guess has inspired this post, is the sheer amount of love I have around me. I had friends asking me what they could do and suggesting they take to hospital or bring meds. The best of all, my best friend, who as fate would have it is hundreds of Miles away in Eldoret, somehow organized with one of her friends to deliver medicine to my house. I must not get out to look for dawa, she said. #happytears. She also tried to find someone to drive me to Nyeri, coz she understands how much I do not want to be alone on New Year’s Eve. And even though that did not work out, that is still the sweetest, most heart-warming gesture. I haven’t been that humbled in a long while. I really do feel amazing and abundantly blessed.

To cut this long story short, as I grow older, I now realize what truly matters in life. I no longer count my blessings by material things or possessions. I count my blessings in terms of the people and moments that truly take my breath away and etch themselves into my heart and mind permanently. In this respect, I am well and truly blessed

I also realize that, I cannot pick and choose when to be independent and when to get my strength from mum. I must learn to carve out my own path ad especially where it concerns my spiritual life. This morning, one of my biggest concerns was how I would live if I didn’t start my 2015 with our usual 31st prayers at home. Yet now I know, that she thought well ahead about this day and fully equipped me with all it takes to go before God and present my supplications and prayers to Him for my future and believe that He will do it for me. So this tonight I will go before God, commune with Him, let His peace and love fill me; and commit my 2015 to His able Hands.

Finally, as I celebrate this day in the comfort of my bed, I really do know that I have the greatest treasure of all – LOVE. And I want to celebrate the people in my inner circle who so generously and tirelessly give it to me – this has to be my greatest lesson of 2014. I feel so special and I hope to be half the friend that you guys are to me. God is Love, I see Him reflected in you every single day.

Happy New Year!!!!!


Embracing the weird…

20 Dec

Elizabeth is angry, she is irritated, she is irked and in dire need of an exorscist for the lack of a better person to rid her off the weird magnet that has seen her attracting weird fellows in the recent past. Elizabeth is refering to herself in the third person because she has just abt had it with the windfElizabeth is angry, she is irritated, she is irked and in dire need of an exorscist for the lack of a better person to rid her off the weird magnet that has seen her attracting weird fellows in the recent past. Elizabeth is refering to herself in the third person because she has just abt had it with the windfall of admirers and had rather get back to the drought which she had rather grown accustomed to….In order to understand the rants by Elizabeth you need to meet the some of the stars in days of her life. Here is what she is talking abt…the list is not exhaustive but merely a sneak peak to a yet to be released reel of a potetntial award winning kenyan soap……

1. Mr village idiot.

He takes the coveted first prize for having redefined ‘pack of nonsense’ VI as he shall be know was a pal to a pal and long story short, the mutual pal hooked then up after being hounded by VI from a picture of Elizabeth he had seen…did they hit it off? Hit off they did, so much so that it got Elizabeth spinning iinto the complete opposite side of the orbit! VI and E had a coffee date and 5 mins into it, E was informed by VI that he owned a kluger, an X6, a Mac 3 and a coupla other toyoz…no vits (wink 😉 just real cars..), 30 acre piece of land in kitengela,house in kile and small plot it the leafy side of kiambu. Did i say 5 mins into the coffee? As E was abt to do a jig to celebrate her good fortune of hitting the jackpot (No No E is not a material girl, she just wants Hon Michuki as a neighbour for networkin purposes) she looked at the belt and shoes! If any man is reading this note here is a tip. If your belt looks like it tied a cow while it was being milked and your shoes like the ran around chasing after that cow u risk being declared persona non grata 5 seconds into the first encounter with a potential missus, leather has a way of lasting for ever so if yours looks like its been nibbled by a rat? You need help and fast!…Back to the millionaire VI who spotted cufflinks that looked like they were made in that jua kali section of river road…when E spotted the dog eared (indulge me) belt and made excuses to leave, VI being the VI he is poured coffee all over her trousers. When E demanded that the Kluger or the X 6 drops her off at home, VI indicated that all the 6 or so cars had been hired by the UN and they were out of town! When E demanded for a new pair of trousers VI told her that if she walked around town for a while it wld dry naturally! When E demanded for a cab (yes, E is very demanding n rightfully so- he poured the drink!) VI indicated that he suggested walking as it was good for the heart n lungs…Did Elizabeth take the walk? Oh yes! walk she did,the heat from the anger did the trick n dried the trouser all the while igonring calls from VI who was eager to make a second date….Oh did Elizabeth tel you that there was a proposal in the mix? Yap, VI at his best. The proposal went like this “Am ready to settle down, you look like a nice girl why not start a family, whats the big deal?” P/S..No animals were hurt in the making of this story.

2. Mr Clueless ole OCD

Elizabeth enjoyed the attention that come from the compulsive disorder to please and serenade her….at first.:)text n calls come in 10 mins intervals, the visits were daily n when she mentioned she liked Chris Rock, Bam! A Chris Rock tshirt was delivered. When she hummed Alejandro? Bam! A lady gaga Cd happened…when she mentioned that she needed a manicure, a manicure set was bought…..till she mentioned she liked VW touareg and Milan was the dream holiday destination did Mr OCD develop a multiple personality disorder and turn to Mr clueless! Elizabeth only got tons and tons of VW pictures, tons and tons of pages of mechanical specs of the VW and postcards from Milan! The intervals between the texts and the calls is now 3 minutes and they are begining to “fill” like those annoying texts from Zain when Mwala was starring in some silly programme…” You have now earned 10 bonga points on Zain” or ” you are now eligible to Kopa credo and then sambaza”…Those texts! The VW touareg has now been upgraded to a CLS with the hope that Mr Clueless gets the hint and uses the money from all the texts for a business class ticket or some car keys!

3. Mr Fillings.

Elizabeth will keep this one short and simple. The very first text to Elizabeth went like this.. word for word… “Sorry to say, I have lots and lots of fillings towards you but to let you know about me, my name is (name withheld) born in 1984″….. Fillings? Really? Fillings? Does Elizabeth look like turkey to you? Fillings? Guys reading this note…attention to detail- and spelling is very important. Enuff said.

4. Mr looney tunes.

The cherry on the pie is none other that the inspiration of the status update and this note. He has taken to calling Elizabeth “Eliza” (how she hates that name now!) which he says in a slow motion singing kind of voice that would have been perfect for that scene in the matrix…you know the scene… How is he known to Elizabeth? To avoid a day in court for not to be insensitive to people with disabilities, lets just say he is one of those people who you cant get rid of coz the hand that butter’s your bread has employed him…Kinda the way you would be staying in an SQ and the landlord has this irritating Shamba boy that you cant stand? And you only option is to live with it or move out? Yap! Its pretty much like that! Elizabeth will let this one slide but is stocking up on pepper spray and is sourcing for a taser gun!.

What say you? Should Elizabeth embrace the weird or get divine intervention?

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