My first encounter with alcohol was with my bestie Jodie Johnson now known as Mrs Lewis. We were 13 years old…. oh stop it dont you judge me. Kidding not kidding . An entire bottle of Vodka to ourselves and oh boy oh boy did that night not end well .I am sure to be a social drinker . A red wine is perfect for just myself or cockatils with great company but thats about it . I am down for virgin fun drinks any day all day . Theres something about a colourful well thought out drink intended to make you feel some type of way . Alcholic or non alcholic . I use to be addicted to fizzy drinks until I was on high school. I nearly developed a gastro stomach.
The senastionable feeling of liquid like waves on your tongue entering into the foreshores of your body. Thirst quenches that ignites awarness on your palet. A cooling desire for more and more ready to satisfy a never ending thirst.Thats the same way I would describe my appetizing thirst for nuturing my relationships .
Death is the worst wake up call for valuing each other. We all gulity of being so focused on nothing else but ourselves , our careers and goals.
I refuse to wait on a breaking point to know I need to nuture my relationships more. Im guilty of being too busy to pick up the phone when someone calls . Noticing messages but forgetting to respond. Choosing to be busy for finacial gain neglecting those most important. Working so hard and being so exhausted. Allowing my choices to exhaust my energy in result… I fail to spend time with those who need my time more than anything.
I felt guilty for a while sometimes I still do . I feel like I am being selfish for wanting to be in a different city for opportunities while I miss out on time with my family . Missing out on my God daughters mile stones. My sister telling me who her newest crush is. Birthdays and weddings. Being there to catch my bestie at times when she might fall.
Its been hard but the extra effort has proven to be worth it.The effort to push through ,live ,learn and grow. When you know better you do better. I remember last year being choked up just a few hours before going to the airport feeling like I did not spend enough time with everyone. What if I leave and something bad happens to a particular person who I failed to spend enough time with . The feeling was so intense I called my mom in the middle of the night to reassure me its going to be fine either way. No duh was my reaction like how was it going to be fine either way?
Theres something about that thrirst quenching relationship.In the mist of a paralysing state ,while tearing up on a phone my mother gave me a scripture and used the goals I accomplished to comfort me. She reminded me of the valuable things that I have done not just for myself but the people I love and those who love me.
Fun fact my mother was at first hestitant for a long time about my decision to move to Jhb. I would have thought her reaction to my phone call would be responded by “I told you so”. However she approcahed me with compassion and an indescribable calming sense of love. Moments like these taught me how important it is to value relationships. I am thirsty to be apart of someones journey. Theres nothing more signifacant than playing a role in the life of someone else. Wether your part is big or small.
Video calls are fun, chatting can be useful on social platforms but I suck at responding. Mrs Lewis and I the O.G bestie have this email chain that works well between us. Long phone calls has been working wonders for me. Catching up for 30 mins to an hour kilometers apart. Getting pictures sent of memories made when seperated. I could never get enough of When texts come through that reads Tarron we missed you because its Shushi nights from my sister and my mom etc,.
The bitterly sweet gestures of affirmation in this case is Appreciating the well aged bonds at home and opening up to New friendships in my new city. Praying for my loved ones on a daily has helped me mature spiritually and has influenced the unshakable treasures of relationships. Having those visits in jhb from family and friends has been interesting . Being able to go home does wonders to my soul. Its possible to find balance when you create the time to make it possible.Do whatever it takes while you can to value the people who surround you. Colouful unscripted drinks last forever and so do the whispers of memories. Hope you found this read insightful from my Sticky Situations in Sandton. Xoxo T