I am coming to understand that, in spite of the hard times I have faced in my life, I have always had very good people around me.
Today I saw a like on my Facebook post and it was a lady who was a colleague in 2004, at my first office job.
She worked in the cyber cafe side of the business, and I was the receptionist on the Internet Supply Office. And she reminded me how I would go with pages of written stories and ask her to help me type. I was writing a column for a local Daily and would write my articles on a notebook.
She told me I was always motivated to be a writer, and she is proud of the steps I have taken. Then she sent me the number of another colleague, and when I called him, he was like, you know how you have a favourite uncle (I don't have the father experience, so we'll go with uncle). He asked if I had eaten enough to grow, and whether I am still tiny with a little voice.
And it hit me that, the reason I never toppled over were because of people like these. They would buy me lunch when I didn't have any money, and they even recommended me for jobs and scholarships. And even if they didn't know that I was going through the most horrendous period of my life, and hanging by a single thread, they were in my life then.
And I am grateful.
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