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Always, Always, Always the Single Friend

Society has painted out singleness as a disease. A dreaded disease that one should avoid at all costs. A disease that says that nobody wants you because something is wrong with you. Because it seems like everybody has someone. It seems like being a young adult and being single is a sign that something is missing from your life, that you’re not whole until you’ve found someone. And it always seems like whenever you’re single, everybody else is in a relationship. When single you have two choices, the first being that you can live vicariously through your friends, or you can learn to be content being single. That sounds a bit crazy, doesn’t it? The words ‘content’ and ‘single’ in one sentence? The truth is that your season of singleness is actually a very important phase that is filled with lots of lessons and preparation. Are you actually using this season to prepare yourself or are you just waiting for the next season of your life to begin? What happens if you remain single for...

Your Love Box 2

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I was talking to a couple of friends during the week about last week’s blog and some really interesting truths came out. The things that are in our love boxes found their way there for different reasons. It might be that you were in a relationship and it didn’t work out and now you have learned what kind of treatment you deserve. It might be that you have never been in a relationship and the things that are in your love box are based on the romantic movies you’ve watched. It might be that you came real close to your definition of love and then out of nowhere, things ended. In the first instance, experience is what helped you gather the things that are in your love box. In the second instance, lack of experience and a detachment from reality is what built up your box. And in the third instance, fear and building up of defence mechanisms might be what has filled up your box. This has made me realise that it is of utmost importance for us to continually interrogate ourselves. For you...

Your Love Box

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With Valentine’s Day behind us, some relationships have gone back to normal. No roses at work, no chocolate on your pillow, and definitely no phone call during lunch time to tell you that you are loved. My father has never been a fan of the fourteenth day of February, simply because he believes that love should be celebrated and expressed on a daily basis. The day of love, as many call it, has become a marketing strategy. An advertising gimmick aimed at getting customers through the door. And the crazy part of it is that we are quick to open up our wallets. We have reduced love right down to material things. But today’s blog is not about Valentine’s Day, it’s about the value that we place on certain things, thinking that it connotes to love or the possibility thereof. We’ve all had a list, or had a friend that had a list of things that their partner just had to have. If somebody came along and they missed just one box on that list, then they were kicked to the curb. But I have com...

Disconnected Through Connection

We're living in the social media era. The 'I can't survive the day without my cellphone because it's basically my lifeline and I'd be lost without it' era. There are many benefits to this, some which include the amazing ability to video call someone in another province, another country! Keeps us connected, right? Let me set up a scene for you. A family of five walks into a restaurant, beautiful family. They sit down, the kids are very energetic as most kids are. The waitress takes their order and then the kids run off to the play area. Now, any normal human being would assume that the parents would take this time alone to connect, right? Wrong. Instead they both stare into the screens of their phones without as much as stopping to see if the other person is still there. This scene played out in front of me, and it had me thinking how we've become so reliant on our phones that even in moments where intimacy could flourish, it can't, because we're ...