No. This is not my despicable scam tactic to make you do the dirty work of linking everything back to me. If you decide do that, that would be awesome. If you decide to re-phrase  or re-decorate it and make it your own, that’s absolutely fine.  If, however,  you decide not to do anything about it, that’s OK too.

Because this does not come from me. This came from a very old, dear friend from my tertiary days who had thought about me less than 36 hour ago. She sent me the above message via watsapp and like a wuss that I am (only since I became a mother), I teared. I was moved as the words spoke to me like it did to her.

We haven’t seen each other in ages since we left school 20 years ago, but had reconnected on FB  awhile back and met up again not too long ago when she was in town. It’s amazing how, despite our differences and how disconnected we have been with each other, our union was much like the good old days. It was like nothing has changed. It was kindred spirit in motion.

I have edited some of the original words, particularly a liner that told me to send to anyone including the sender. I don’t think that was necessary.

So, I have just decided to put it up here and I hope it has moved you like it did me. If you choose to share, do feel free to share it with anyone who made you smile, not just this year, but at any other well-deserving moments.

To all mothers out there, yes, you are the bravest of the bravest. More than you know.

To my friend, Jamie-Ann:  Damn it! You just know how to hit the spot. Thank you for sharing and thinking of me. Till whenever!x.