Wednesday, September 17, 2014

BC0914: When I grow up

When I grow up, I want to be able to have the answers I've been searching for up to now. For example:

Why are we here?
Is true love as mystical as a unicorn?

When I grow up, I want to love myself...all of me, including (or especially) all my flaws! I want to be able to stand up high and with confidence and face the world saying, "this is me...take it or leave it, but this is me."

Each and every morning when I wake up, I am one step closer to the end. And as much as I can...I want to make these days my BEST days yet!

BC0914: My first time driving alone

I remember it so well! It was the shortest distance (possibly just a kilometre) but my first solo drive was to my Godmother, Aunty Bonz!

At the time, I don't think she knew that I had bought my first car so I wanted to surprise her by pitching up at her door with my new red baby ;) My red Hyundai i10.

Buying my first car and driving alone was liberating!

BC0914: My dream house

Like all little girls, I also have an idea of what my "dream house" would look like in the future.

I apologize in advance for the cliche, but I actually do see the overdone 'white picket fence' with a beautiful manicured lawn and potplants lining my window sills!

Inside, my kitchen would be large with an island in the center. This would be where everyone congregates. It would always be filled with the aroma of something delicious being baked in the oven.

A mandatory room would be my very own library, complete with a cottage style window and a book nook/reading area. This would be my reading sanctuary!

BC0914: My Job

Part of my life's mission, I believe, is to serve. I feel like I was led into my current profession because it allows me to do just that. Serve.

Teaching is most definitely a vocation for me. It fuels me with such love and respect from my students. On a daily basis, this is transfered to feelings of great satisfaction and worthiness.

Many people think that what I do is not a "real job". I beg to disagree. Having a "job" does not merely mean that I go to work and earn a salary. My work gives me the opportunity to help shape others futures. It is my platform to inspire and motivate. This is what I live and strive for!

BC0914: Describe the worst night

It's a time that I actually wish could be erased from my memory. On the other hand, it serves the purpose of being a reminder. A reminder to be absolutely thankful for what I have.

The night before I traveled to East London after hearing that my mum was in ICU will go down as the worst night of my life. I lay in bed in agony...without a minute of sleep. I had to be up at the crack of dawn to catch the 06:00am flight. Thinking back, I can't remember if I cried, but I do remember feeling numb. Physically and emotionally.

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