WHAT IS MEANT TO BE MUST BECOME.

We try so hard for things to go the way we want them to but most of the time that does not happen and life has now taught me to do the best of my ability and leave what I can’t change.

I have an older friend who has been working in a very stressful work place for the last four years and we talked about her getting a different job even though it would involve her working as a nanny.

Too much stress can lead someone to make hasty decisions and she finally secured a job with a good family to take care of their three children and she was delighted especially because she is very fond of children. She did not inform her former employer that she was leaving.

We can do so much but prevent the unexpected, her former employer tracked her down and accused her of theft and she was remanded in prison for two month as the investigations were being carried out. Good prospered and she was set free but without a job in addition.

Does it profit anyone to do the right thing all the time?

The two month in the remand prison only strengthened her spirit and the unexpected happened the family she had secured the nanny position with called her and offered her the position back.

 Yes she is home now doing what pleases her heart. It was meant for her, it had to be.

LITTLE SURPRISES.

The weekend was good and I went to visit a long time friend who I share a certain passion with and I took the the matatu there. There was this four year old and her mom abound the matatu she was drinking lucozade from a tetra pack and the mom was drinking a soda.

After the packet was empty, the mom offered her the soda and what surprised me is that she shook her head signifying that she was not interested in the soda and in a short while she was fast asleep in her mother’s arms. Pardon me for thinking that children have a sweet tooth.

I had a saloon appointment on Sunday and I found a small girl in the drier and after she was done and left, I found out that my hair dresser had to hurry me along since she was going to the girl’s house to help her dress up for an occasion that was taking place that evening at 7pm. I was insulted since I had made the appointment earlier on but on inquiring if it was a birthday party, I was shocked speechless on learning that the 14 year old girl was getting married on the material day and I wondered if her small body and young age would be able to handle the responsibilities of marriage.

There were stickers all over town in the morning when I got to town and I was in so much hurry to stop and read what was posted until I saw an older gentleman in his late sixties climbing up and peeling them off. What would have prompted him to wake up so early and dangle dangerously to get rid of them?

How was your weekend?