Pardon My Manners!

It would be nice to get away with things occasionally, you know sometimes you just wanna be excused without getting a reminder of what you intentionally left out. I sometimes do it. I’ll interrupt a conversation without an “excuse me” I try to get my point across, and move on. Some people may more than likely judge me right off the bat with my actions, but sometimes I just can’t be bothered.

I wouldn’t be at peace knowing I’ve disregarded protocol and manners just because I felt like it; I mean  the practise of etiquettes manners are part of our culture for good reasons, the fact that I don’t feel like it doesn’t make it non existent.

which is why I have to acknowledge my friend who I’ve known for quite a long time, who has accepted me as a young writer to be her blogging contributor. yay! thanks *Purple Diva*

So last week, This same friend posted  on her social media walls; her need of a contributor for her blog I immediately notified her of my interest here’s why; a few months back I made an attempt to start a blog myself,  but the ideas on what to write didn’t come as easily as I thought it would however, I held on to the idea privately in my head hoping that one day my skills will be put to use, and now here I am Blogging!

I  offered to take on this role knowing fully well I’ll have to be committed to the task and also  to  myself. It takes discipline to achieve all that it just doesn’t land on you or happen overnight. You have to work at it even when you don’t feel like it. Hold yourself accountable. Think of who you will be letting down and whose life you may change and influence if you keep at it.

Seeing things as just plain and simple is  a ‘cop out’ our actions have effects in the physical, emotional and spiritual realms. It is honorary to be able to see that and act based on that understanding. As much as we love to say, “life is easy” to an extent that is true but we know ‘there’s more to that, that meets the eye’ in the statement.

Do not casually do things, let it have meaning. If your heart’s not in it then what does it profit a man?

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