Let’s raise our glasses……….
Only once in my whole life have I
written down yearly goals and ticked off 90% of them. It’s got to be 2014.
Il make it 95% this evening when I
walk into a store and get myself a toaster. Finally Il stop saying how much I need
one every time I am having lazy bread. Toasted bread is active bread. I want an
active 2015.
In this year, this blog came to
birth. I bore it to light a candle for my little boy. Id want him to be a
writer if he can. If he fancies it. If he can believe that girls love men who
write or at least read. If he can hear me say that intelligence is sexy and knowledge
bears intelligence with time. I want him to know that if he ever wants to
write, he should write.
One more child was born. Mihasgifts. My little gift shop. Its little, it has no much publicity. But babies
grow by the day and I am ready to feed this one to maturity.
It has the name my
Grandpa gave me. Mihas. I love it!! This name will be a brand one day. It’s a resilient
name and defines exactly what id like the brand to be……….”it's all over”. That, I
was told is the English translation of this name Mihas!!
Grandpa, the one man whom I have no
words to describe.Your strength at 75 makes me look too old for my age. Man,
you never give up. See how well you recovered from that wheel chair back in
July now you are walking on your own. Guks, I love you more than you will ever
understand. Probably it’s because I have daddy issues, but who cares, I love
you. I enjoyed all the trips to the hospital because of how much difference in
progress each visit gave. If I had my way, my lil man would bear your name
somewhere at the end. Do they make certificates for double barreled kids whose
second surname is from great grandpas? Am I a first? But I know he has your
spirit. The lil champ is as naughty as you tell me you used to be. He’s also gentle
to the ladies and does not pick petty fights. That is what you taught me is
wisdom. May be he will be a Doctor like you. Dr. Kariuki J. Someday.
I am looking forward to your 75th
birthday in two weeks time. You won’t read this blog so it will still be a surprise :).
Lil man turned one this year and we
made it grand. Like I had wanted it to be, not exactly, but that’s why we shall
out do ourselves at two. This life is short, let’s make good moments grand- that’s
my news years’ motto.
Lil man had corrective surgery for
his umbilical cord. It’s not a story, its just that. A statement of fear and
anxiety then power.
I fell in love.
This year, I loved to wake up to
work. I loved the thought of working with great minds. I loved that I can read
an article a day and feel like my I.Q just shot because I know a new word. So I
fell in love with my job and books. The two are synonymous. One time I almost gave up. But then again, it
takes a day to learn that happiness is a choice you make every morning.
I have redefined my style. I have become such
a free spirit. I have guilelessly fallen in love with myself this year.
I went back to wearing spects. This
blindness thing is not a joke. :)
Thank you so much for reading. It’s
amazing how hard I smile when I look at the stats for this blog yet I still
feel its so small.
But you dear reader are big. You
are the big reason I cannot go MIA forever.
Let’s make a toast…………. As I also get myself a
toaster :).
………………………… to the new year!!
