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LESSONS FROM THE BEACH SHORE PEBBLES



My earliest memory of being at the beach should have been at the age of five. Apart from watching the waves roll and people running away from it. Another thrilling experience for me had been picking fine well-shaped pebbles. It was just, PEBBLES! It was just something any kid would do.

Years down the line, I have found out that I was learning something else in disguise. I was learning how to pick life lessons. On a lighter note, I love to imagine life like a cow that travels miles dropping her dung. Ofcourse, it's dung, who wants some smelly thing? But if you make use of it properly, you will be grooming a fertile land. The same thing applies to life lessons, you use them well, then they turn around and reward you.

I have made some mistakes that sometimes I wish I could reverse. But do I dwell on them? Hell, No! I learn from them.

A friend once asked me, "Why do you go so hard on checking up on me? I don't think I am worth it"

"It does not matter to me what you think you are worth. I am checking on you because I need to"  I said staring into the blank space right before me.

We cannot guarantee the number of years we 'd live. So what are we going to do? Raise our placards to God and protest for longevity?

Sometimes, I sit back and count all the people I have lost. Some I had the opportunity to treat right and for some not-so-right. Truth be told, If I have to set records straight then  I  need to channel my care to the ones who are still available.

This is why you go hard for your loved ones even when they are annoying. This is the least of I can do. Afterall in the end, we are all we 've got.

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