Circle Of Life

 

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Goodbye Dad!

 

Life is a circle and my dad has completed his own. He passed away from this realm this morning, free from pain at last.

I appreciate every one who has prayed for me and my family at this difficult time. I would be taking a month off, to prepare for his burial. Thank you so much, I am grateful for your love, God bless you all.

Much love,

Seyi David

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The Gift

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This man reminds me of my dad. Fiercely optimistic of the future…

Everyday is a gift.

A chance to begin again.

But what would happen when you’re facing the imminent loss of someone you love very much?

I’ve been scarce for a while because my dad is very ill. Although he’s pushing towards 80 and has been ill for almost 13 years, I can’t seem to release him. His illness made him very weak and saddled with old age, he’s sinking away fast. Unlike the hunk of a man I remembered growing up, he’s now withered and grey but still, I just don’t want to let go. The  poem below is just a kind of tribute, to summarise how much I love him.

Skating towards the sunset

Your smile melts my heart.

Scooping me up in your arms,

my heart danced with joy.

You said you’ll not let me drown,

that life is like a river.

But when I surround myself with kindness,

I would find help in the storm.

That I would ride on the back of love and rest on the crest of kindness

I don’t want you gone dad!

Stay with me a while.

Please!

I have missed many posts, please bear with me and I’ll be back soon. I would appreciate your prayers friends. I hope this month would be peaceful, joyous, and prosperous!

Much love, always!

Seyi David

Against All Odds!

 

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Have you ever lost anything? Loved ones? Material things? Have you ever found something you lost? Then you would be able to understand me; the feeling of exhilaration and relief would have surged through your being. But not many of us find things when we lose them, most times, we hardly do.

On Tuesday, I lost some money. I knew it was on my person but by the time I got home, it was gone. I rarely lose things, I am always very careful but after going through my bag and jackets, I knew the money was gone and it was a blow.

Then yesterday, I lost one pair of my gold earring and my heart dropped to the floor; it was a gift from my husband. How could I have been so careless? I tried to retrace my steps; wondering where it could have fallen off, but it was hopeless.

My son felt sorry for me and asked if he could help, I told him there was nothing he could do. In the evening, I decided to pray. Believe me,  I prayed and asked God to help me find my earring.

This morning, I had an impromptu meeting in the office, so my husband had to take the kids to school. Before they got to school, my son spotted the earring on the ground. Someone could have easily picked it up but nobody did. So against all odds, I found what I thought was gone forever. I was happy, first, God answered my prayers, second, I lost two things but found one.

Like Rumi would say: “Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”

You can listen to this song; that’s how I’m feeling right now! :)

I hope none of my friends would lose anything this weekend. I wish you all a happy, peaceful Friday!

Much love, always!

:)

Miracles!

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A miracle is when a single mother work at two jobs to train and keep her kids from the streets.

A miracle is when a young man said an emphatic ‘NO’ to drugs and decides to go to school or look for work.

A miracle is the man who works as a street sweeper and not a fraudster.

A miracle is when an impressionable girl refuses to take part in prostitution.

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William Hazlitt believes that a miracle is – ‘a gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.’ I hope we would be agents of miracles throughout this week. :)

I haven’t blogged for over a week due to few pressing issues and though I have visited some sites, there are still many I haven’t read their new updates. Do bear with and I’ll hop over to visit your blogs soon.

Lest I forget; Cydonia is now out on Kindle. If you’re interested, here’s the link:

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Cydonia-Rise-fallen-Seyi-David-ebook/dp/B00ISD2ZZE/ref=tmm_kin_title_0

Amazon US:http://www.amazon.com/Cydonia-Rise-fallen-Seyi-David-ebook/dp/B00ISD2ZZE/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=8-1&qid=1394543771

Don’t get into trouble… :) Enjoy the rest of your week my friends! :)

Much love, always!

:) :)

If The Sky Should Fall…

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Have you ever felt an intense feeling where you can hardly breathe and nothing else matters? Where you feel taller, more beautiful, and the mountains could take a hike for all you care? Where you seem to float endlessly in the midst of continuous, uninterrupted bliss?
I felt like that when I first met my husband. I loved him with everything and I believe I could attain the impossible with him by my side…
Pass forward…. twenty-one years later.
Do I still feel like that? Do I blush when I look into his ever youthful face? Do I shiver with emotions when I stare into his brown eyes which seemed to dance  with merry? Do I have the time to skip with him and steal him away from life’s endless concern?
Oh yeah… :) I still do. And I consider myself fortunate! Although we have a very easy relationship, my husband knows I’m also blessed with friends who would stand by me when I need them. Why? Because I’ll do the same. I invest a lot in my relationships – not necessarily to get a healthy return but because I enjoy making people happy. And I want to use this medium to appreciate you the reader, my friends. :) I am one lucky woman to be blessed with such awesome, lovely people. So if the sky should fall, I am safe, and you are too! :)
If the sky we look upon
Should tumble and fall
Oh and the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won’t cry, I won’t cry, no I won’t shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

I hope this week would be peaceful, joyful and that we would achieve our goals! I intend to have a pleasant week, and I sincerely wish you the same!
Much love, always!
:) :)

Avalanche

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Pete stared at the papers in his hands and his blood froze.

Amanda, his wife of five years wanted a divorce, what a way to start the year! He sat down wearily on the bed as his mind raced to the red-head beauty who bumped into him at Mile End underground station in London – she had apologised profusely and they got talking. Within weeks, their romance blossomed. As an Investment Banker, Pete had little time to woo her but Amanda more or less took control of his life.

Within two years, they were married, and his parents were delighted. A year after marriage, Amanda was desperate for a child, he wasn’t that bothered. After all, he’s always holed up at his office in the City, slaving away to make as much money as he could. They hardly spend time together and deep down, he knew it could be the reason she wanted out. They love each other, why would Amanda think divorcing him would make her life better? The noise of his phone disrupted his reminiscing  and he grunted before picking it up from the bedside table.

‘Yeah,’ Pete drawled and listened, then clicked it shut. Switzerland. He’d totally forgotten about the holiday he’d pre booked weeks earlier. Like a slow motion, hope began a painful ascent in his mind. Maybe, just maybe, time away from their usual life in London would spice things up a bit, and talk of divorce would disappear.

Half an hour later, Amanda strolled into the room, avoiding any eye contacts.

‘Shouldn’t we at least talk about this?’ Pete asked quietly, waving the papers in his hands. He couldn’t stop staring at his wife, whose hourglass figure never ceased to amaze him.

‘We’ll talk when we get to Switzerland,’ she replied. Pete laughed and said lightly, ‘Women and holidays!’

But there was something different about her. He stood up and pulled her into his arms, he was half expecting her to resist but she didn’t.

‘Is this what you want honey?’ he mumbled into her hair, rocking her as he would a day old baby.

Amanda swallowed hard, then closed her eyes. How could she back track now after realising the root of their problems? Divorce was the only way out, or so she thought…

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NP: I was supposed to have posted this on Thursday but I was extremely busy, I would have to make this a two or three-part series. Amanda and Pete are a couple whose story touched me deeply. It’s also a true story, but as usual, I would change their names to protect their identity and add elements of fiction to it as well. I would post the next part sometimes next week, at least before Valentine’s day. Martin Luther said something that touched me: ‘There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.’

Call me a traditionalist, but my parents have been married for almost fifty years, they had their good, bad, and excellent times but they stuck together. Now I think they’re best of friends.

I hope you would have a peaceful, restful and enjoyable week. I intend to!

Much love, always! :)

The Beast

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Laura had trouble sleeping, she watched enviously as her husband slept soundly like a baby. She closed her eyes and willed her body to relax, fifteen minutes later, it worked, and she drifted off into a fitful sleep. Claps of thunder woke her up hours later, reluctantly, she opened her eyes and listened as flashes of light competed in a show of power. However, amidst the thunderous symphony, she also detected a faint but familiar sound, she listened and froze with fright when she realised it was the voice of Anna, her fourteen year old daughter.

She turned to touch her husband, but he wasn’t there. Panicking, she leapt out of bed and slowly crept down the stairs. Someone was in her home, a stranger. Her heart in her mouth, she moved stealthily, afraid to alert the intruder. By now, Anna was howling, Laura threw caution to the wind and breezed into the kitchen, grabbed a large knife and dashed into her daughter’s room.

Ashley, her husband of eighteen mouths was lying on top of her daughter, naked waist down. Anna stopped crying when she saw her mother and Laura felt alien, as she seemed to move out of her body… Swiftly, she raised the knife above her head.

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Two years later, Anna walked briskly down a hallway, her heart beating with love. It was Valentines Day, and, the love of her life is in prison. Many people called her mother a beast, but she knew that it was her Step-father who was the real beast. He had repeatedly raped her, threatening to kill her mother  if she uttered a single word to a living soul.  As far as Anna was concerned, the death of Ashley was a welcome relief. Her mother would be out in a couple of years, and with her mother by her side, life couldn’t be better. They would live happily ever after!

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NP: I am a realistic writer, if you’ve read any of my books, you should know by now that I’m not afraid to tackle difficult subjects, and this was a very difficult topic for me to write. Many women are trapped in abusive relationships, where their partners are raping or had raped their daughters – it’s an ugly scenario. But it could be stopped: there are warning signs really, when your partner is unduly interested in your daughter, that leery, lustful look is often too glaring to hide, (mind you, not all Step-fathers are Ashley!)  Left for me, I wish all marriages ended with ‘the happily ever after theme,’ but that would be living in a fairy tale world. Even though I don’t support what Laura did, the beast in some people cannot be tamed, they can only be stopped!

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Where there are beasts, there are also saints. Like Hugh Mackay would say: ‘ Nothing is perfect. Life is messy. Relationships are complex. Outcomes are uncertain. People are irrational.’

I hope you’ll all have a pleasant week. I’ll be back on Thursday with a very interesting topic in my ‘happily ever after theme!’

Much love, always!

:) :)