I saw something online on one of the social networks and it made me so mad! I got angry and switched off my device. I refused to use it. I should have said something and put the person straight. I didn’t. I hid. I didn’t hide, I just didn’t want all the wrong attention for all the wrong reasons. You see people in a different light. Then you begin to delete them, unfriend them. Not because you do not like them. Not because they are your friend. No. They are not your friends. Not real trust worthy good supportive friends. They are just acquaintances. People you know in the street. People who recognise your face yet want to be nosy about your personal life. Friends are people, who have the same way of thinking as you. Same level of thinking and don’t upset what you believe in. Why didn’t I break the silence and speak out. Previously, when I have, people get angry and start making everyone around them aggravated. Why don’t people understand anything? Why compare something to something else, which are two separate things all together?!
What does time mean to you?
Time means different things to people.
To me, time means money. It has taken me a long time to realise this. In my spare time, I am a treasurer in a community group in my home town. I am one of the founders of the group. I taught myself from scratch how to do book keeping. I have learnt many skills and I feel very passionate about it, But unfortunately now, my life is getting quite hectic. With my full time job in retail, my writing in my column, family commitments, running my home, I don’t have any personal time to myself. I love all the members in my group, we are such a bubbly bunch, and I have become good friends with them. Being the youngest one in a group of women who are grannies and nannies, then there is me. My only set of friends who are much older than me. One of the ladies once said, “I couldn’t do this job, if I was working full time.” I remember turning around and saying “Well, I work full time and am doing this in my spare time.” She had nothing to say. This made me think. What Am I Doing Here? Sadly, I will be stepping down from my position this year. I will miss doing the end of year accounts, which I have been doing for the last three years. I will miss updating the face book page that I set up for the group and doing all the public relation side. I will miss taking part in all the planning and organising in the events that we do. It was fun when it lasted. Sad, that I don’t get paid for it. It does take a lot of time to do this. I always look back at the very first meeting, when they asked who would like to be the treasurer. Everyone, looked away. I put myself forward, bravely. Pushing my boundaries, confronting me fear. That is what life is. Confronting my fear and being brave. You wouldn’t have courage, if you were not scared, a friend told me.