Getting on

The weekend was anything but great. Not bad but far from what a great weekend should be. It was nothing really except that there was no added value. It was just a boring weekend filled mainly with tweeting and fbing (facebook). That is no definition for great; at least according to me.

Well, it has come and gone and I must be getting on with life.

The more I think about life the more I wonder if we will ever get the hang of it. Sometimes I wonder what I would really miss if everything just ended and guess what? Nothing. Maybe that ain't so true 'cos I am going to miss my family, a few friends and really a lot of my mentees. And hopefully the other way, too.

My life is really very simple. As simple as they ever come. And it is only getting simpler. How you may want to ask. By getting rid of all the un-necessaries. Like what? Like a whole lot of baggage friends that add no meaning to live except take away from you.

I'm learning to major on the major; my family and those close to my heart (and of cause those of whom I am close to their hearts) and give less and less consideration to the minor. This was really a hard one to sell even to myself. Why? Because now everyone says you are proud. So? Now I have to work on their perception cause that is what sells and how the h*** do I do that? I talk with them when I have to but seriously going out of my way to help people to whom I mean little is becoming less and less of a norm.

Life is beautiful and I plan to enjoy it. At least now I can say that of life, I think I am starting to get a hang of it.

What are you doing about your life?