This post will divert slightly from the norm; let's call it The
Chronicles of Jeff and Tef (There smile Tef!Here's the platform where you
become famous-okay for 60 seconds. This blog has views from Mongolia-that
country in Central Asia nobody knows about-so please brace yourself, you may
start getting calls from Mongolian girls, speaking Mongolian, then we'll need
to hire a translator. The hassle!)
This is Tef >>>
And this is Tef and me (shoot me Tef, I just did the grammar
thing)
So Tef is my bestfriend-for all those reading this from Mongolia
and don't know.Yes my bestfriend is a man..boy..man..okay he's both to me since
sometimes we goof around so much I begin to wonder how old we are.
Before you sit there and start thinking, "Aaaw such a cute perfect friendship", I'll inform you that it's not.It is, like every other interaction between human beings,filled with flaws,fights,pain and disagreements.
I'll tell you what,just recently I hurt my bestfriend. A great deal actually.It was so bad I'm sure he had murderous thoughts towards me at some point.On the serious though,I did something really below the belt.You're dying to know huh?Well no I'm not saying.Ya'll will go like,"Really Mama Jeff??Who does that??" Then you'll shake your heads, and all those reactions that say you're shocked will start coming in.No I refuse.Well my bestfriend didn't murder me but he went silent on me.Trust me,24hours without hearing from him may have qualified for murder.I really really died inside severally in that spun of time.You see his way of dealing with hurt is keeping it to himself and walking away. I, on the other hand, I'm a karate kid. Serious ninja.You hurt me I hurt you and sadly hurt myself over again.Ooh when will I learn.
Before you sit there and start thinking, "Aaaw such a cute perfect friendship", I'll inform you that it's not.It is, like every other interaction between human beings,filled with flaws,fights,pain and disagreements.
I'll tell you what,just recently I hurt my bestfriend. A great deal actually.It was so bad I'm sure he had murderous thoughts towards me at some point.On the serious though,I did something really below the belt.You're dying to know huh?Well no I'm not saying.Ya'll will go like,"Really Mama Jeff??Who does that??" Then you'll shake your heads, and all those reactions that say you're shocked will start coming in.No I refuse.Well my bestfriend didn't murder me but he went silent on me.Trust me,24hours without hearing from him may have qualified for murder.I really really died inside severally in that spun of time.You see his way of dealing with hurt is keeping it to himself and walking away. I, on the other hand, I'm a karate kid. Serious ninja.You hurt me I hurt you and sadly hurt myself over again.Ooh when will I learn.
So I did a voice record of myself apologizing to him;11 minutes of
saying " I'm sorry" in different words and phrases and Whatsapped it
to him.Thank Heavens for the digital era!
"I'm sorry", a phrase that we all sometimes overlook but
a phrase that is the beginning of a journey,the journey to healing.
The only reason I'm forgiven today is because my bestfriend is an
awesome person.He really really is. He's a big heart walking around, I promise
you.I hold him to heart a great deal.Losing him isn't really an option!
Not forgetting that today these are the Chronicles of Tef and
Jeff, it is with no joy that I quote my little boy's words from last night when
it was nearing bedtime, "Mum nataka KURARA" Pauuuuuuse unataka
kuwhat??I gave the boy such a long hard stare I'm sure he got scared.You see my
new nanny is from the community of kurara, kukuras and kuagarias.Absolutely no
problem with that BUT!My boy is two and a half years of age.His mind is very
receptive.He's at that stage where they recite television adverts beginning to
end.Anything you say to him sticks and will be repeated over and over.Miss
Nanny we need to do something about this new 'kurara' vibe my boy is taking
up.I refuse for him to be those beautiful people you see walking around and
then they start speaking and..cringe cringe cringe!!Sigh!So I dedicate the
coming nights to singing the 'it's kulala and not kurara' song to my little man
as I tuck him in.
Alrighty then,have a fruitful day and week ahead everybody!
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