MY FINALLY RISING SUN.

I have been to Hell…a couple of times and yes, it is real.

But then again, I have been to heaven and it is real as well.

The previous week has been a good week. This has been something I have not said for the past four months…still actually pinched myself to believe that indeed it’s true. I have/had become so accustomed to my bad luck streak aka disasters. After losing the job; which didn’t help any better with losing my long life dream in the competition which I’d mentally prepared for years, the trip to hell begun. I so don’t wish to go there but for anyone who is going through hell, all you can do is keep walking.

Onto the better times…

Being in the kind of debacle I was in taught me so much, still is. I have learnt to ask for help, which is something I really have never done…to anyone or anything, but ask the right people. I learnt to let my friends in, as the true ones slowly came to reveal. I learnt to live life…a day at a time, no timetables because my biggest lesson has been: WE PLAN, GOD LAUGHS. I learnt to appreciate family, the power of true family and that there is a difference between family, and relatives. Family, you choose whereas relatives, are chosen for you. But my nuclear family: Parents and Siblings; were right there waiting for me to need them, something I had never considered ever in my life.

See, I have always been the go-to person. I have never been the person who goes to others. Oh how hard I’ve learnt that man is no island!

I have slowly learnt that God is still on the throne, no matter what the situation looks like. Literally. This was driven home every night my Mom would call and through tears she told me things would work out. At one time, I really wanted to stop praying; it really wasn’t working for me, or so I thought but then, what would I be left with? So every day, Morning, Noon and Night, I religiously thanked my father; even for that which I didn’t have, even for that which I knew wasn’t coming because my short-sightedness wouldn’t allow me to see any good in tomorrow. And I know he listened…still does.

I still don’t have a job. Check.

I still have to work above and beyond to pay my bills. Check.

I still have SLE. Check.

I still question why it had to be me? Nope. JK. I quit that shit.

I still have my overzealous smile? Check.

God is still on the throne? Check.

See what I mean? Lesson learnt, the hard way. But all in all, happiness is finding its way to me, the original owner. After all, attitude is everything.

Yours,

A Happy Girl,

Nyandia.