Live a life that matters

Inspiration is often found in the weirdest of places and better yet when you least expect it. Funeral for me is one such place/time.

I hate funerals… If I had my way the only funeral I’d attend is my own but of course from time to time I have to pay my last respects to those gone on before me and this means I’ll end up putting on that black/purple dress and make my way to the occasional funeral service. This was the case about a month ago when my best friend’s grandmother (Miss Erna) was being buried.

In the many years I’d known Miss Erna I didnt have any interactions with her but I can clearly remember her cussing me out one day because she said I hadnt told her good morning (even though I had). Lol good times.

So I went to the funeral and for whatever reason (non of our business) Miss Mills ( Miss Erna’s only daughter) was left off the programme. Not withstanding this she gave a tribute and i think it was amazing… Inspirational.

She sang (she got nuff nuff talent) and then she read a poem that I’ve since Googled (when did that become a verb?) and printed for myself. I havent been able to find the author of the poem but I like it none the less. It’s titled live a life that matters… Have a read…

Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won’t matter where you came from,or on what side of the tracks you lived, at the end.
It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant Even your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant. So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone. What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you. What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what. Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident. It’s not a matter of circumstance, but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters.

I am choosing to live a life that matters. Will you?



Rumour has it…

What you don't see with your eyes, don't witness with your mouth.  ~Jewish Proverb

I’ve long accepted that at some point in my life my name will be called in/on something that I am not guilty of but I’ve never made much of it as my sister always says “its not what people say about you, its what you’re guilty of.” If I’m not guilty then let the world have its fun.

Two months ago I started a new job. I was anxious because it is a great opportunity to learn and to broaden my horizons… but I was also anxious because it would be a new environment, new people, new politics!

So I gave myself that little pep talk and was well prepared to take on the world (kinda-ish). I showed up to work with a smile and did what I whatever I was asked to do. For the first few days I observed… I pinpointed the loud mouths, the trouble makers, the quiet ones, the crazy ones, the go to people… and the ones to stay far far away from. I talked to everybody, smiles with everybody but I decided to make very few friends and try as best as possible to keep work out of my personal life and vice versa.

Whether that was a smart decision I still don’t know but it clearly caused some tongues to wag and not in a way I was hoping for. Apparently it is/was being said that there is “something” going on between me and a co-worker. So we have become friends… Yea… What’s so wrong with that? And how is it anybody’s business anyway…

I was waiting for someone to ask me about it so I could tell them to go chuck off to mind their own business but I’m guessing since I’m the new kid on the block they wont actually come to me… Oh Well! Hmmm… I’d rather not be the subject of office gossip but its not something I can control so lets let them have their fun.

Like all rumours this too shall pass… and until such time all who has something to say can pucker up and kiss my ass derriere!



To My Unborn Child

Dear Poohbear,

I’ve been thinking about you a lot over the past few weeks. I’m still not ready to bring you into this world just yet but I want you to know that you are already loved and wanted.

Well if I must be honest I think I am ready for you; physically and emotionally that is… but financially it is still a challenge so we’ll have to wait a while longer. Your daddy and I can’t get married just yet and while I would be OK with you being born before such time I doubt he is (Don’t judge me, I do have morals too lol…) … so we wait.

And while we wait we plan.

Today we start planning for your education so you don’t end up like your Mommy with too much debt and too little money… Mommy now owes the Students’ Loan Bureau over a million dollars for her university degree and I would really hate for that to happen to you too. So today I’m gonna start saving for you.

Since I’ve started working at Main Event I generally walk from Trees  to work in the mornings and back to Trees in the evenings. This saves me $160 every day in taxi fare. If i start putting this money away for you we’ll be well on our way by the time you turn 16 and is ready for college.

For each week I’ll save 160×5=$800

Which means each month I’ll save 800×4=$3200

And if I do this for a year then I’ll have saved 3200×12=$38400

Now in the grand scheme of things things $38400 doesn’t really seem like much but if we take into account the fact that you ‘re not here yet and probably wont get here for another 4/5 years, we still have another 20/21 years until you start university and and that will take us to $768000/$806400… That should be able to help out some right?

I’m not trying to confuse you with these figures Poohbear but I just want you to rest assured that you’ll be well taken care of. We might not even need to pay for Uni since you’re gonna get a scholarship right? (lol no pressure). We’ll start preparing from early so by the time you get to high school you’re exams can almost write themselves :).

We’ll make funny songs to the tune of  twinkle twinkle little stars so your first words might be something along the lines of “Belmopan is to Belize as Kingston is to Jamaica” and we’ll get Rosetta Stone for the languages you want to learn and… we’ll get more into this at another time :).

So today we start planning for you Poohbear. Today Mommy will buy a piggy bank and start saving for your university degree.

Everything will be just fine…

Love Always,