by Margaret Tshiamiso Seleke
I hate limitations with passion. I remember one lady who went through my journey telling me that raining days will be like my bones are breaking. It’s been a year and a half but never has weather affected me.
Oh yeah! Few days before Christmas I was revealing my tattoo. Little did I know that hell will break loose. For the first time, I felt pain that reminded me of my hospital bed at ICU when I was helpless. Like a magnet, metal attracted cold in my body. For a moment I felt like I was about to freeze though only my back was suffering.
It didn’t last long or was it a warning. From that day I needed no reminder that I need to dress. Because even today I can’t even begin to describe the pain. They said I went through lumber fusion. I wonder if the fusion was burning or what.
I’m just looking at the Alpha and Omega for strength because like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon, sometimes we have to struggle and press to get out of the confining places we are in. My faith shall sustain me because I don’t know the ways of the Divine.
Therefore I will trust like a baby upon him.
It’s cold because the virus lives with you. When you think it’s gone it appears again. It’s a lesson I can never forget. But, for now…
My soul is at peace.
*Margaret Tshiamiso Seleke is a banker living and writing from Botswana.