Living Life

Every Little Bit Counts

Every little bit counts

Earlier on today I did some writing in my journal and was mindful that it should be the last of capturing the date with 2021. I know though, that I will most probably during 2022 make the mistake of writing 2021 because of habit, until realisation hits and the mind accepts that it’s 2022. We often do things unintentionally but every time we try correcting, the little bit of trying becomes the new habit. My mind ponders as to how every little bit counts. If we want to love ourselves, we should just start even if not at the potential that we should. To take care of our health and live a healthier lifestyle can only be possible if we put it into practice. We can only help others when we take care of ourselves first. I have these thoughts for myself (little nuggets of encouragement) to continually try to do what’s best as I approach and enter the new year. I must start or continue to do as every little bit of good can lead to a whole lot of good and I suppose the opposite is also true.

As you enter the new and say goodbye to the old

Do good and love yourself, even if it’s just a little bit

As you take care of yourself and your health,

Do so, even if it’s a little bit for now

As you love, love unconditionally,

Do love, even if it’s just a little bit at a time

As you care and reach out to others,

Do so, as every little bit counts

May every little bit of effort become a whole lot of good, Happy New Year!

Living Life

Our Christmas Angel

Advent reminds Christians of the sacred meaning of Christmas and despite the nonspiritual preparations taking place, e.g. buying presents and going to parties, Advent  also reminds Christians to remember and prepare for the birth of Jesus. As a Christian, I too, am reminded of this. I’m also reminded of the birth of our eldest daughter, our “Christmas Angel”.

We were married for almost 2 years when we planned to become pregnant. As we did not let anyone know about our plan, we were surprised when our Priest, during a visit, prayed for us as a couple and the little one, we are about to have. We were even more surprised when the Priest could not recall that he prayed for a little one during prayers. We then happily shared that we are planning to conceive. Imagine our surprise when she arrived two weeks earlier than expected and was born on Christmas day. A lasting memory of our “Christmas Angel’s” birth was listening to the nurses joyfully singing Christmas carols whilst wheeling me into the ward in the early hours of that Christmas morning.