I had this strange dream the other night and like most of my other dreams I cannot make head nor tails of it. All I can recall vividly was that it involved a young man in his 30’s and me having to change my mind about something I was about to do or else I would miss an important event. The next day I came in contact with a young man who lavished praises on all with whom he came in contact. However knowing the nature of my dreams, I am still keeping alert to all eventualities. Of late I have been doing lots of reflections about my life over the years and keeping a low profile. I realised that I am mellowing with age and is therefore becoming a much better person than the one I was before my birthday!
I have been putting some of the things I learnt from my reflections of myself into practice leading to a less stressful me. I am practicing what I preach more and is taking the beam out of my eyes before trying to pluck the moat out of the eyes of others around me. This morning I went into the paper shop and because the proprietors had a little problem with the machine. I allowed the next customer to go ahead because she seemed to be in a hurry. She was ever so grateful and voiced her appreciation. Whilst standing in the shop waiting I noticed something, but one in particular stand out which I never did before.
I mentioned the observations I had made to my hubby when I got in. He said the bloke maybe on holidays, but not seeing the lady for a while meant that he could not comment on the other issue. Nevertheless the lady in the shop was using only one hand, and the other was folded in a fist and seemed out of use. I thought that could be me as the lady could not be as old as I am…? I sat down to browse through the newspaper scanning the headlines for anything of interests that could be beneficial to my health and well-being as well as been topical to my current writing bug of documenting my thoughts. A few headlines came to view and one in particular caught my attention.
I was impressed by the LIDL HEROES award and decided that I will be visiting www.express.co.uk/lidlsurprises to nominate Theresa Salmon a volunteer in my work place after getting her consent when she is back in next Tuesday. Hers is a story that needs to be shared with the public and I already started the ball rolling by making a book of cards for Silver Sunday. After finishing indoors I went on my merry way to work with a spring in my step as life is becoming rosier these days. As I reached out by Lynton Road waiting to cross the street, I met up with this lady waiting to cross over to the other side of the road. She is leaning on her walking stick and watching the traffic flow.
Because I had seen her already this week I greeted her cheerfully saying “we met up at almost this same spot…” She greeted me with a cherry “how are you?” I could hear the African accent in her voice as we exchanged greetings. As we stood waiting another vehicle pulled up and I could see this bloke grinning across his face… Then he winds down his window, waved his arm and says “good morning” as we crossed in front of his vehicle. That was the time realisation set in and I noticed who was at the wheels of that distinct yellow cab. I said to the lady “oh that is Simon Hughes and I did not even realised…” If I had realised, I would have got my camera to take a photograph of that distinct yellow cab for my Photo Diary that I am compiling.
The lady and I walked to the end of the street and I hurried to go to work, leaving her behind to amble on with her walking stick. I walked the short distance to work as part of my exercise regime to keep fit and stay healthy in my older age. On my way I met another person on the road who seemed to have suffered a “stroke” or else he has a “disability” because he seemed very stiff on one side and held his hand at a similar angle like the lady in the shop. As I walked along I am formulating plans in my head to try and document the histories of some very important persons who have played important roles in my life. I believe now is the time to document their achievements for the future generations before the knowledge and experiences they have at their finger tips are lost to us for good!
I got in and was relating the morning event of seeing the Member of Parliament for Bermondsey – Simon Hughes in Lynton Road. My hubby informed me that he lives off Lynton Road, which is news to me. Here is another reason for me to include my hubby in my documenting and nominating him to get recognition for all his contributions to his family, friends and acquaintances he had the fortune to have touched in his 91 years of life. Already I have started to record and document his early life from when he left Jamaica to come to Great Britain in 1956 to start a new life of opportunity in the Mother Country. By doing this I can blank out the negativity that I encounter when I meet opposition because I want to celebrate Black History Month and constraints are placed to stop me doing so?
I don’t know what the future holds, but I am doing my little bit to contribute to my children and grand children’s future by archiving and documenting my parents and fore parents past. In the past I was not as tolerant as I am these days and I am giving thanks for the better person whom I am becoming as I aged with grace, dignity and maturity. However this does not mean that I am going to sit back and let anyone take advantage of me without standing up for myself. Although some of the things that would cause me to become cross are now water under the bridge and won’t affect me as before. These days I prefer to stay clear of what I call the politics and religions of modern times which cause some of us to become bitter enemies.
Guess although I consider myself to be a sometimes Christian who is not that afraid of retributions to question the unfairness of the universe I happen to live in. I know that some of the experiences I have at my finger tips have shaped me to be the new matured and wiser person who I am destined to become as I aged? It will be quite interesting to see where I am in another couple of months!
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