Sometimes I wonder why I bother.
Oftentimes it all seems hopeless and not in the slightest worthwhile.
Shoes outside the two room home for 15
Sometimes I want to give up.
GIVING UP
Oftentimes I pass the lady in the street shuffling on her hands with the stumps of her thighs dragging in the dust behind and I want to cry in frustration.
Sometimes I get angry, emotions boiling up inside me at the injustices.
ANGRY
Oftentimes I despair as I know that I have failed to do enough for a particular family or child.
1st year Secondary – 2 of them are now denied the right to sit their O Level exams this year
Sometimes I lay awake in my bed and feel more alone than any one person could possibly be.
Oftentimes I have a blue day.
BLUE DAYS
But then…
A chance encounter on the street, I…
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Thank you for the re blog and I hope your readers enjoy and can relate to the tale. You are 100% right about the way life always throws something at us to pick us up when we are down and so many times it is the small things that matter most. Happy Monday my friends xxx
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My pleasure, and a Happy Tuesday to you 😀
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The art choices and deep emotions blessed my heart with all of the ways I feel about life. It’s nearly impossible numbers of things I wished I could do to help others. Thank you for this post.
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I was glad to be able to reblog it. We all feel like Jill at times, and it’s funny that often something happens just when we need it most, that gives us new hope and spurs us on 🙂 Thank you for you comment 🙂
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