My Life

What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it?

Sorry to be so dramatic but it’s true. I’ve talked about it before so I’m not going to go into detail. Suffice it to say that it started the day I was born, and I was still bewildered by someone’s behaviour yesterday. I’m a proud and grateful 69.

Life for me is simple: be nice.

It’s not hard. You won’t rupture your spleen if you’re kind to someone, there is no downside.

It really is that simple, but…

Think about all the bad things that would just stop if humans were nice. I’m not going to list them, it would take forever.

Think about that!

Think about the money that could be spent developing our countries and helping others animals, and the planet, instead of spending it on warfare. Really think about that.

On a cheerful note

I used to look at my mum and dad’s wedding photos when I was a little girl and demand to know where I was. She always said “You’re not there, you were still a twinkle in your daddy’s eye then.”

When my dad died my mum was chatting away to me, and she confessed that as dad had to wait five years for a divorce, they had canoodled a bit prior to marriage. Not alone in that one. Her parents and family covered up the fact that she was on her way prior to the ring being placed on a finger too. Story of the world since time immemorial really.

Bless her, she asked if I was shocked or thought less of her. Of course I said no. Whiter than white was never my colour scheme and I don’t judge anyway. Anyone who’s been through youth knows the challenges.

I just said of course I didn’t think less of her, besides which I knew. She asked how.

I asked if she remembered the day that dad calculated that I was on the way ten days after their wedding. She agreed that was right. I said “mum, I was 14 days late!”

Her face was a picture.

The upshot is, that they’d both told me that they would have liked a little time before they started a family, so I was probably in a bit of trouble before I was born. 🤣

Also…I was at the wedding.

Hope it made you smile, but you know, one thing older generations could stop doing is getting cross when the kids do something we did. We got through it and most of us turned out alright. They will too.

Best love

If you can’t say something nice don’t say anything at all 💖

Amorah – Deb

P.S. I got me through it, and I let it go! We’re all human raised by humans. Forgive and forget is great advice.