Posts Tagged ‘Family’

So often we ask ourselves what life is all about or what your purpose in life is.  To say life is complicated, will be an understatement.  Life is NOT predictable!  Life often confuses us because we do not understand something.  Life is puzzling at times; often pushing us to the limits (or it feels that way).  Yet, we continue…

They define a puzzle as a problem designed in the form of a toy or game to test ingenuity or knowledge.  And life, my dear friend, is nothing less than a puzzle.  Your life is an evolving jigsaw puzzle.

Now, a jigsaw puzzle is described as a tiling puzzle that you need to assemble by putting together multiple ‘oddly-shaped’ interlocking and tessellating pieces.  Each piece contains a small part of a picture on it and all of them assembled produces a complete picture.

A jigsaw puzzle can even be 2D or even 3D.  It can be 100 pieces or 15000 pieces.  A jigsaw puzzle can be any shape or size.  The subject of the jigsaw puzzle is only limited to your imagination.

Isn’t life exactly that?  Little bits and pieces in time we juggle around to fit snuggly together.  We cannot predict how long it will take us to complete this evolutionary jigsaw and we cannot control the process completely.

Some people may attempt to finish the edges off first and then work their way inwards, whilst others may start in the middle.  Some may even complete little clusters of detail and fill in the minor details afterwards.  Irrespective of which route you take, none of them are wrong, and the result will still be the same – a complete picture.

Think back at the last time you sat down and worked on a puzzle.  How many times did you take a piece and rotate it repeatedly with the hope that it fits?  Other times, by luck, you picked the right piece and it fit immediately; sometimes you put the correct piece aside because you didn’t rotate the piece correctly.

The more I think about it, the more I believe life really is an evolving, 3D, million-piece jigsaw puzzle.  Sometimes you think the right person/situation came along and fit ‘just there’, just to be reminded with a broken heart and scars that it is not the case.  Other times the opposite is possible too where you push away a great person you love and cherish, but because of their importance, you put it aside as you do not want to take that slim chance that you are wrong.

Either way, life is a puzzle in progress.

From my experience, I know I have lost great opportunities because I would rather be hurting than to disappoint someone a care about.  But all is not gloomy!  As the one piece is placed, it created a space for new developments.  A prime example is because if the ‘bad’ didn’t happen, I would not have had the opportunity to experience the great people in my life.  This range from my current employment to people in my life.  Every person; every circumstance; every memory.  It all forms part of your unique jigsaw puzzle.

You were given the puzzle pieces which can vary and you were given time – an underrated, priceless commodity!  At the end, what you do with these pieces and your will to try and try again, will ultimately define your puzzle.

Will you sit with a completed jigsaw puzzle, or will you end up with a heap of unused puzzle pieces and empty holes in your puzzle?

We need to realise that life is a puzzle assembled piece by piece and that every experience, person and memory forms part of the puzzle whether we like it or not.  It all forms part of the complete puzzle: the bigger picture.

Whether it is lost friendships; gained relationships, loving someone wholehearted and yet, they will never know, or being on the other side of the coin of wondering; all forms part of your puzzle.  At times, you might wonder if you force a puzzle piece in a slot because you want it there, what the repercussions may be.  A single puzzle piece has multiple sides and forcing it to try and fit where it should not be, will exponentially affect your puzzle.

Our puzzles might be unique, but we all have received a time as a measure.  A second is a second is a second; no matter where in the world or in which century you live.  But appreciate each piece in your life.  Cherish the cornerstones of your existence.  Invest in the time commodity as the dividends will pay off when you complete and showcase your jigsaw puzzle.

What will yours look like at the end? Will it be of such importance that others will showcase it long after you are gone?


Heroes: Fact or Fiction?

Posted: February 20, 2017 in Current
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In the world of make believe, the movies always portray a world of heroes and villains.  They are dressed in fancy costumes and with powers from beyond this world.  Unfortunately, we do not stay in the land far, far away of fairy tales.

Do heroes exist in our reality? The short answer is simple:  There are definitely heroes in this not-so-distant world.  When we talk about heroes in our world, we most often talk about firefighters, paramedics, doctors and good Samaritans – more often than not putting their lives in danger without any hesitation to safe a stranger (or even an animal for that matter).

The dictionaries describe a hero/heroin (referred to as heroes from here on) as a person with special abilities, like in our make-believe era, or as someone noted for their courageous acts or nobility of character.  A hero/heroin can also be seen as a role model.

Yet, how often does one meet a hero.  They are few and far between, and more often than not, a person can believe that these heroes and heroines don’t exist.  And then…

When you look closer to home, you realize that heroes and villains are in constant battle in your daily life.  Mini movie productions on a daily basis where you are the main character.

In the motion picture of my life, I have realized that I am fortunate where heroes are not limited to the land, far, far away.  In my decades of my existence, more often than not I played the villain with dire consequences – some irreversible. And it is a burden I will carry as it is the price one pays for your actions.  Yet, somehow, I have been very fortunate where strangers became my heroes.

My life has been a rollercoaster ride of note, and you only grasp how much of a peak or dip you had, once you are through it.  I had the best times of my life and the worst.  At one point, I believed my life was over.

At a stage, where I believe might have been the lowest point in my life, did a stranger reach out to take my hand and lift me back to where I can stand.  This person does not wear a cape or have extra-terrestrial powers, but just harvested the power, I believe, we all have within ourselves.  This hero showed that it is possible to be ‘all heart’.

This person showed me that you do not have to be the size of Hercules to be branded a hero, as long as your heart and intentions are pure.  I will always be in debt, and I will always respect this individual for who they are.  My gratitude is a debt I will gladly pay over and over again on a daily basis.  Words cannot express how I feel.  It might even sound melodramatic, but I would most likely have lost my life if it wasn’t for this soul.

This person is now among very few people I truly cherish in my life.  This person now forms part of a handful of people that I know for a fact safe me on a daily basis.

Wale Ayeni said: “Be thankful for what you have. Your life, no matter how bad you think it is, is someone else’s fairytale.”

With these few selected people in my life, my fairytale is one I am proud to journey through.  I will make mistakes and at times, I will undoubtedly be villainous in my story, but I am at peace as I know I have heroes that can guide me and support me.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Friends VS Family

Posted: September 1, 2003 in Prior to 2006
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Tonight, I really miss the good ol’ times when I was DoggieHoliX or DubberRuck or |-|appy|-|oli><.  I had a lot of fun.  I fooled around with Dumbest^Schmuck and S2PidHoliX as well, cause I knew it made people smile – even laugh.  Other nicks… hmmm there was the very first original nick, funaholix.  I had a whole range of nicks… and I still do.  One I use to idle online is Offline.  The nickname I use to observe what people have to say in their conversations is I-R-C-Ing-Things.

I really miss those days.  I miss the people I met.  I miss the long hours of conversation with them.  I miss the meetings / parties we had – not to mention the innocent flirts.  I think it will be safe to say that that was the best time in my life.  Maybe it will be more accurate if I said the best phase in my life up to this point in time.  If I could do it all over, I will not change most things, except for one.  I would have made sure the ol’ regulars never leave. *sigh* Some of them I semi-worship more than family.  Probably because they stood by me more than any family could.  Hell, halve of my family didn’t even know I stayed in Middelburg.  And then some don’t even know I moved back!  This is not even going into details like calling me ‘Freddy’ when I NEVER had a name like that!

Let me shut up as I am not really thinking constructively today.

Shame, I feel sorry for my mother.  We had quite a bad patch in our lives.  I was on my own mission.  A rebel – a typical teenager.  Wanted my way and only my way.  Now after some quite some time, I realised I have a fantastically wicked mother.  She had a hard life, and yet she is cool with my friends, always fun and always willing to help AND she is a straight shooter!   I met this lady while studying at some college.  Quite a clever lady and a lot of fun to be with.

Lovely smile to say the least.

My little mother picks up the smallest details.  She met this lady and after she left our place, my mother said that my friend looks very good in a hipster.  Trust me when I tell you ‘my mother does not like hipsters’. So this compliment is a compliment for keeps.

Ok, my mother got to meet this lady a few times and I think my mother took a liking of her.  I do not the reasons why.  Whether it is because this lady is spontaneous or if it is because she is clever and smart or something.  And I think my mother approves of this lady’s friendship with me.  Whatever the reasons may be, if this lady ever realised it, she should know how good looking she is.

What is my opinion about this lady?  I wish this lady the very best.  She deserves it.  I just want her to smile.  I suppose that is why I give her so much hell.  I don’t know how to make people smile anymore, so I give her hell.  It makes her smile at least.  I probably am going about it the wrong way.

Furthermore, I hope the guy she is interested in, notice it and give his heart to her.  I doubt he will ever regret it.  I think she gave her heart to him already.  They can’t go wrong.

I got a nice surprise earlier today.  A lady (tannie – but she will smack me if she hears I call her that) said later next week we will go for a coffee.  This lady’s got a great heart!  One of the people I met via IRC (Internet Relay Chat) who enriched my life greatly.  Argh, I wish I could take someone with, just to prove to people that some on the internet is not all bad.

I am looking forward to it.