AWFUL BEAUTIFUL RE-ACTIONS

It was a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon I had just finished from church but needed to drink something to quench my thirst. I walked into a restaurant close by and ordered a glass of Chapman. Seated and sipping on my drink while going through my phone smiling sheepishly at the photos on Facebook, I heard someone say hello beautiful.  

I quickly raised my head to see who it was and before I could say jack, he grabbed a chair and sat down facing me smiling. What caught my eyes was his beautiful dentition, bald head and bearded face (I'm not a fan of beards by the way) lol.

We got talking and the conversation was smooth and beautiful. We covered a  range of topics from religion to politics, education to family etc. Intelligent and well rounded guy I must say. At some point, he offered to buy me food and top up my glass but, I politely declined. Independent woman things he exclaimed and we both laughed. 

I liked him instantly but my thoughts drifted to something else.

I'm pressed and in need of the bathroom. I didn't know what to do. Should I get up or just let him leave before going to the bathroom? 

What will his re-actions be when I get up? Does he know I have a disability? Did he see when I walked into the restaurant? Will he walk away like others in disappointment?

Is this it? I hate being in this situation because I'm always at war with my thoughts. 

BEAUTIFUL REMINDER

Hey guys!!!

Happy new year!

So this year, I have decided to share more things that inspire people here and on my social media handle. I shared this on my Facebook page and thought it won't be nice to leave you guys out. So enjoy!

I don't remember not living with these babies (my legs). They are a beautiful reminder of God's faithfulness, love and grace.

This is not what every day normal looks like neither does it represent the word *perfect*.

I can't live without these babies no matter how hard I try. My doctor in the UK once recommended i undergo some procedures to enable me walk better. I said thank you sir and ran for my life biko.

This is normal to me. It is my normal.

You see, scars are uncomfortable. However, they are a beautiful reminder of where we've been, what we've been through, they show how strong and resilient we are.

Scars and imperfections drive our hunger for better. They fuel your thoughts about life good, bad and ugly. Scars are life's testaments.