THE STORY

My hand will always be outstretched waiting for your reach, clasp it and let the warmth it bears remind you  of home regardless of where we are and if the days ahead are filled with uncertainty, find peace knowing that I will brave the unchartered moments of life by your side.

Let me be the reflection that stares back at you and gives you courage to get you through just as you are mine. Words have always been beautiful if these cut to reach your soul, if they touch your heart and by chance be just one reason it beats even once, then they would have done their job but atlas I hope that in our old age you can say, “my man was a man of action”, That where my words failed me my actions carried us through to new heights.

I have been blessed to find love; I have been blessed to find you my confidant, my friend, my other half. My only regret is that I did not find you earlier, that the time I lost cannot be replaced but again I say my hand will always be outstretched waiting for yours that is our story.

     

THE THOUGHT OF GIVING UP

Last Sunday I lay on my back bleeding from my mouth running my tongue through my teeth to check if I had lost one of my teeth, my upper lip had split and I knew something was wrong with my left big toe...I guess you can tell when there's something wrong. I think I had blacked it in the middle of the fall, all I could remember was the ball coming towards me, I saw Alvin running for the flick on I jumped and boom next time I open my eyes am on the floor and all it took was 5 minutes....I had been on the pitch for 5 minutes!!!!

Four weeks before give or take I got an mcl grade two tear(medial collateral ligament) grade 2 for those who don't know is when u partially tear the ligament on your knee and well it hurts and you have to be out for four to 8  weeks and that was our 1st pre-season game. So there' me lying on my back bleeding and thinking Junior maybe it’s time for you to give up on this dream, obviously things aren't going well, am busting my chops off to be in the best shape I can be but injury after injury maybe, I dare not say but maybe I should give up.

Now you have to understand for me to even think that is taboo in my mind, football to me is like water to a fish. fish - water = death, OK I wouldn't die but it would take what I think and know is my identity, I believe that GOD gave everyone something that makes them happy regardless of the circumstance or would like to think that you do, well to me that's football, to be honest I don't think I have found anything in my life that rivals the feeling of scoring a goal, don't know if that's a bad thing but I can’t explain it, its magical!! So after the ref saw that I wasn't getting up and maybe the sight of blood on my shirt he blew the whistle they carried me off tried to patch my lip which I must say looked horrible, I told one of the coaches there's something wrong with my toe, so they removed my ADIDAS fair plays( Adidas hope you see that am endorsing you lol)  removed my socks and guess what, my big toe is dislocated facing the opposite direction and the dude that's working on me has the nerve to ask....is that how your toe normally looks!!!!??? Because am in pain I don't really have my sarcastic answer so I say no, he rubs some stuff on it and then snaps it back!

so not to drag on I felt really down that all that had happened but read somewhere that when your almost about to give up is when your break through is around the corner, so I guess what am trying to say is that a lot of things happen to us one after another and sometimes we get the thought of giving up but don't tie a knot and hold on sooner than later it will get better. 3 days after the whole ordeal I was back to practice, my lip still looks like a bad lip job lol but will survive am thankful that it wasn't a major injury and still chasing that elusive first season goal and its coming soon. BE BLESSED.

DREAMS.....FAITH

Dreams don’t come true in a day, they take you through a journey of meandering mazes, there always ups and downs so much that your mind tells you to quit but your heart tells you to hold on. Dreams are not for the ration of minds there for those who dare to see color in a world that perceives all in black and white, there for the bruised knees that have found warmth on the cold floor quietly speaking to God to give them strength to carry on, for the people who work through ridicule and push on regardless of the tones of the mockers. Don’t get me wrong we worry day and night, doubts creeps in so much that your only companion are the warm tears that run down your cheek but truth is where we fail we know that God wont...its human to err but not Gods.

So I don’t know the most important times and days of my life, not when I will hold my first born and be proud or when I will put pen to paper...that first contract but I guess that’s why we have faith...to believe in things we do not see and that’s what dreams need for days and nights will pass without an answer but one day faith will get you through, so never give up on your dream life’s to precious to settle for second best so this time open your eyes and dream with them open sooner or later reality will change.