Its 14 days until Christmas!

Christmas season

“Its the most wonderful time of the year” we are in the in the Christmas season and I am really excited about it. Although some of our traditions will not be done this year I am indeed grateful. Christmas holds different meaning for everyone as for me, its when we celebrate the birth of Jesus. Yes of course I do enjoy the festivities the season as to offer as well, but celebrating Christ birth supercedes all.

Let’s talk about one of the traditional events that Jamaica is known for, maybe mostly by the citizens, but why not share? So Grand-market is one of those things almost everyone looks forward to. At this time, the streets main cities throught all fourteen parish, are laden with vendors. These vendors rangers from selling food to clothing, just a long variety of things. That this time persons try to dress dapper and chic as possible. This is also a time when you get to go out with friends and family, staying out, buying a lot of things, especially toys if you have children and basically whatever floats your boat.

This will not be the case this year,as social distancing needs to be done in order to flatten the curve. But there are so much to be done. Like getting a Christmas tree, ensure presents are well stock underneath it, if you are into that. Help out a neighbors who is in need. You can even save that money. Most of all spend sometime with Jesus.

Christmas is not over because we cannot go out or travel, this is you chance to be innovative, making some new that can possibly live on for generation to come.

The wait

Just like that an ordinary Monday morning becomes one of the worst day of your life! I have always been anxious when someone says “we need to talk” or “I have something to tell you”. Then you have to wait a very long time to actually hear what they have to say. That was exactly what happened to me on Sunday night into Monday. Being told someone needed to speak with me “urgently” and I had to wait eight (8) long hours before hearing. So I had to sit, and constantly go through the archive of my mind, retracing my steps to see where I went wrong or messed up

The Nightmare Begins

It was about 7:35am Monday morning when I got the awful news. As the ICN revealed the “urgent” news I stared at her in awe. Too shocked to move and no words to speak. The very thing I dreaded was now in my very lap. The apologies came,but for me it was utterly meaningless brcause apologies cannot erase or undo what had been done. The game plan I had for this situation had not yet been fully completely and as such i had to reorganize my plans to facilitate this misfortune.

The Waiting Game

The wait begins now, as I make my daily dairy log. Checking my temperature and for any symptoms that may develop. Anxiously awaiting my swab date, to undergo a procedure I have always dreaded. But I trust God who is the author and finisher of my faith.

As I wait I’ll pray…