Discipline.
My mood today is a plate of steak, mashed potatoes with peas and gravy.
Today I had popcorn at midday. I ate ice cream with waffles in the afternoon, and some fries in the evening.
– Lele M
Day Seventy-Five
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Day Seventy-Four
Patience.
My mood today is a warm chocolate brownie served with vanilla ice-cream.
I had a fried egg this morning. I enjoyed a pack of fries in the evening, and chocolate pudding with ice cream for dessert.
– Lele M
Day Seventy-Three
Peace.
My mood today is a side plate of chicken schnitzels.
This morning I ate a slice of pizza for breakfast. I enjoyed half a vegetarian boerewors roll, some fries, and an energy bar in the afternoon.
– Lele M
Day Seventy-Two
Prayer.
My mood today is a bowl of fresh seasonal fruit salad.
I had three slices of a magherita pizza this evening.
– Lele M
Day Seventy-One
Commitment.
My mood today is a bowl of mushroom, mozzarella and pesto pasta salad.
I had a boiled egg for breakfast this morning. I snacked on an apple in the afternoon.
– Lele M
Day Seventy
The path of least resistance.
My mood today is a side plate of aromatic vegetarian pastries and fresh, sweet or savoury finger foods.
This morning I had a Greek salad. I enjoyed a serving of fries in the evening.
– Lele M
Day Sixty-Nine
Offering.
My mood today is a slice of fresh cheese cake.
Today I had a special Greek salad in the afternoon.
– Lele M
Day Sixty-Eight
Humbled.
My mood today is a plate of stiff pap, hardbody chicken, and tomato gravy with chopped chillies.
This morning I had an apple in the morning and rice and gravy in the evening.
– Lele M
Day Sixty-Seven
Breaking free.
My mood today is a fresh seafood platter.
This evening I had fried eggs.
– Lele M
I Had a Conversation With My Pain Once
On a taxi from Polokwane to Gauteng.
It was the perfect place for my pain.
And the worst place for me.
Though I had felt entitled to it
I had never paid my pain attention
I had never thought to hear its story
I had never cared
To learn of its origin and depth
Then there I was
Restrained in a moving vehicle for hours
With strangers who seemed to be unaware
That right there in the far left backseat of the taxi
My entire world was falling apart
Quietly
Steadily
Certainly
Fragment by fragile fragment
I was confronted by the truths
From which I had been running
All my life
Until I stepped into that taxi
On the Monday morning when my life changed
Quietly
Steadily
Certainly
Fragment by fragile fragment
By grace
Through faith.
– Lele M
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