life – Page 25 – Mimi's Thoughts

Daddy

I had wondered and checked a few months ago why I had not mentioned my dad in any of my posts.

I still dont know the answer to that.

My dad and I are assumed to be really close.

We could be…

Today my son wrote a letter to his daddy for father’s day. I thought it was sweet.

I spent the whole day thinking about my daddy relationship and my son’s own daddy relationship.

I think we should show daddies more emotion… maybe, hopefully they’d resiprocate.

Happy father’s day daddy.

Happy father’s day to my son’s daddy too.

Three Friends

Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?

I didn’t have a favorite book.

My sister did.

And so I found myself picking it up everytime I went to the school Library.

I think she liked it because she was friends with two other girls and together they had a thing… Just like the book.

I hit the search for an image of this book today and I found it… but I was in doubt. There was a photo of two boys and a girl. I thought it used to be three girls.

I called my sister up immediately and she was shocked too. We both remembered it differently.

I sent her some photos I had found and she replied;

This page is so vivid like yesterday.

The mind of a child is so plain, I didn’t think much about the difference in the sex of the friends. I was just excited to read about them as I also was in a threesome friendship, some things come as we grow older
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Her favorite book became mine.

Three Friends – Montgomery, Baruch And Gray. 1944

Pondering

We are all different.

We react/respond differently to different situations

Take this simple example;

When our house gets too cold, my husband turns off the air conditioners or he adjusts the temperature till it’s warmer.

… But what does Mimi do? I pull out the big blankets, the sweaters and socks. The colder it gets, the harder I keep trying to adapt.

Why do I take that approach? I have been wondering about that.

Some people are wired to pull through and endure… Others will just cut off the source of the problem so that they don’t get stressed out or burned out by it.

Endurance can be stressful and unnecessary but sometimes it can be very rewarding.

So how do I know when to endure and when to turn off the source.

Joy In Simplicity

Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

I haven’t responded to any daily prompts in a while… but this one, no I couldn’t ignore this one.

As simple as listening to music seems, it brings me so much joy.

Especially the ones with the funny lyrics… Not funny funny but weird funny. I don’t know if this makes sense. You listen and wonder how they came up with such thoughts in the first place.

I actually had been laughing at Lewis Capaldi and his Forget Me when I saw this prompt.

So, the one thing that I do that brings joy to my life is simply turning on the music.

I don’t even have a clue how the day flew so fast. I had made a mental note to call Helen, my Wonder woman. Next thing I know, I arrive home late, I’m struggling to get things done and I still hadn’t called her.

Then I remembered something like this had happened with Orako Zoe and I ended up not calling her at all and she thought I had forgotten her birthday… She called me out immediately I wrote I think of you (Part 2)… I didn’t want that to happen again.

So I stopped everything I was doing and I called Helen. Belated but still in time. It was her birthday. Ordinarily, we would have made plans and we could have spent some part of the day together, being silly… but she up and left our town… I’m still trying to deal with that.

The highlight of it all is this; at the end of our call, she told me my call and the conversation we had just made her entire day…

I was glad I stopped everything to call her.

I’m going to be stopping everything for loved ones when I need to.

I may just be making their day with the stop… Heck, I may be making my own day as well.

How Far Off?

I used to dream.

I had it all planned out.

Oh the wishes and dreams of a child…

Now I ask myself… Now I ask you…

How far off of your dream did you sway?

Are you living your life just like you dreamed?

Have you got that job you pictured you would have?

Did you move to that big city like you thought you would? Did you dream of a simple quiet town life? Either way, did your dream come true?

Did you get to fall in love?… Exactly the way you dreamed?

Did you get to buy everything you dreamed you would buy when you started earning your own money?

Did you get to have that wedding just the way you pictured it?

How about that car?

… And the places you planned to go… To see.

… All the things you planned to do…

How far off the dream did you go?

Do you still wish for the dream?

Are you satisfied with the reality?

Pensive

My husband walked into the kitchen as I peeled potatoes this morning… “why the serious face?” he asked.

I pointed to my phone and he bent and read something I had just paused to type in my notes;

 When you find your voice, be patient with those who have not.

I had been pondering on how we suddenly become impatient with people the moment we find “the truth” or “Our Voice” . We begin to pressure others to join us in this newness. We tend to forget that it took us a while to get there ourselves.

I think we all reach these levels of newness in different periods/areas in our lives.
Sometimes we are able to because we really desire to. Sometimes it is because of our preexisting beliefs or even our temperaments.

If you are bold and confrontational for instance, you will have no issues with learning to speak up every/anytime, especially in dicey situations, even when it seems like you are not expected to.

If however you are like me, reserved with a phobia for confrontation, that may be the last option that will come to mind; speaking up in a dicey situation.

I feel it’s quite insensitive to be inpatient with others who have not found their voices or their guts.

The truth is, they may never find it… Not because they don’t want to or that they cannot… Some things aren’t always as plain as they seem.

I will like to steal from Su’eddie what I just learned from what he learned from our Uncle Charles;


 
We may all need to key into our emotional intelligence and also be understanding and patient.

Just Do It

This is an excerpt from my first medium post on 20th May, 2022

I love to write

I recently had a friend of mine tell me “you don’t write like you talk”. She had just read a post from my WordPress blog and was having a hard time reconciling my written words with my spoken words. I totally understood her dilemma.

I have never been much of a good talker. I talk okay, but I can say anyone would understand something I wrote better than if I spoke it. It is the reason I miss those letter writing days. My sister and I have good memories of letters we wrote each other.

These days I always carry a small notebook with me. I scribble lots of my thoughts and ideas in them. You could also find a few scribbles on my phone as well. I have lots of them.

I thought it would be nice to share my thoughts and ideas and so I went ahead and got myself a WordPress page. I didn’t post a word until 11 months ago. Just like that, I woke up one day and decided; This is the day. It felt really good to see people read, like and also leave reviews. It made me happy.

Today WordPress sent me a 9th anniversary message. How does someone procrastinate for 8 years? I really wonder.

A piece of advice I gave myself:

“Mimi sometimes you don’t need to procrastinate, you don’t have to plan, you don’t have to rehearse… Just do it”.

Grieving Never Ends

A few days ago, it was the remembrance of my late uncle’s passing. It had been a very painful death… The fact that he died and the way he died… All painful.

To add an insult unto the injury, someone thought it would be a good idea to create a post with gruesome images of the incident… Somehow, the entire family got to see this post. This brought so much sadness to all… A few actually cried.

Almost everyone I know has lost a loved one and we all know how much it hurts. Often, when time passes, we assume that we have all grieved and have moved on… This isn’t true.

We must continue to live life, we learn to wake up and put on a bold act and go about our lives… Then we get used to doing it easily and time continues to pass. The truth remains, in our alone time, we remember. We miss them and sometimes we even reminisce. We look back and sometimes we still hurt.

We continue to grieve. But we must continue to live. So it appears as though we have stopped grieving.

Grieving never ends.

We must be sensitive to EVERYONE who has lost someone. Even if this person was a mutual “someone” . We mustn’t assume that everyone is at the same phase of grief as we are. We all grieve differently.

Today, I am sending a purple heart to everyone who is grieving the loss of a loved one. May you find strength to keep keeping on as you remember them and especially on the dates they passed.

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