Maybe ‘teaching our children a lesson’ doesn’t actually teach the lesson we want.
Africa by night can be chillingly haunting. The shriek of a witch doctor performing a curse. The moans of a child hallucinating with malaria. The bloodcurdling screeching and droning chants of cultish groups performing exorcisms.
I don’t know if any of you have read the news reports about the Coronavirus parties that people have been holding to challenge the reality that COVID-19 is, in fact, ‘real.’ Some of the stories of the consequences of reckless and irresponsible actions have been totally heartbreaking.
People who really love you tell you the truth. They don’t butter you up, fan your ego, or fuel your delusions. They encourage you when you need it, but they aren’t afraid to warn you when your attitudes, words or actions warrant it.
Just for today, why don’t you have a ‘this is me’ day? A day where you celebrate rather than criticise.
Reality is, I feel anything but resilient right now. But resilience isn’t really about how you feel, is it? Resilience is about how you respond.
Things now may feel completely out of our control. It’s a frightening place to be. But it’s also a place where we can take stock. Reflect. Determine to live a different way.
‘Human hearts are like wet cement- how you treat them will leave a lasting impression.’
When disaster strikes, look for the helpers. And watch them light up the dark.
What advice would you give your younger self today? It might just change the way you think about your life.