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Sunday, 9 December 2012
You Will Be Glad You Did.
I just hosted a thanksgiving dinner last night. I did it kicking and screaming. But at the end of it all, even in the middle of it, as I looked at my father's face, I knew my mgm was right after all. I had done the right thing and I was glad I did.
Why was I kicking and screaming? You see my Papa, my Prof turned seventy on the 22nd of November 2012. This past year has been a tad rocky between us so even getting myself to a place where I wanted to throw this party was a God-assisted journey. But when I arrived at the destination, I was pleased as punch. I felt a burden lift off me and I got really excited at the prospect of honouring my dad. And you know me, I went into full party organising mode ready to go ALL OUT for this man I call father, who in spite of all the drama is truly a Papa in a million.
Then something happened out of the blues and my financial picture changed completely. I was in shock. Had I known this would come, I would not have chosen to do a party. So I was kicking and screaming because I felt that the cost of the party would put me under immense financial strain before, during and after. And I was right. It did. It has. I am tempted to send a financial SOS to everyone I know. But still I am glad I did it and I cannot thank my mgm enough for always saying to me as I moaned and groaned, that it was the right thing to do.
As God would have it my Papa is not an owambe sort of guy so the elegant and classy (if I may say so myself) thanksgiving dinner we organised for him was just perfect. So what if I could not have a DJ or a band? So who cares that I could not decorate the venue (the Chinese restaurant we used actually did the room up all christmassy so it was all good in the end sef. You see God?) So what if I could not do more souvenirs? What's the big deal if I could not invite my whole world to the event cos I was budget-watching? Yes, who cares about all of the above when you get to see a man, a seventy year old man shed tears as his close friends shared how they felt about him? When you are able to gather family from all corners of the globe to send in recorded video clips of themselves wishing Prof well? When you are able to tell your father how you feel about him in a room full of people? When you hear of how people cancelled important meetings, traveled thousand kilometres, refused to give in to the monster traffic jam that was terrorising the Ibadan - Lagos route yesterday ALL in a bid to attend? When you are able to provide an opportunity for someone to be appreciated, honoured and celebrated by those closest to him? When you are able to arrange it so a dad could see his first born son again after twenty odd years, albeit it virtually? In the face of all these, you just cannot remain in a place of agonising. You quit that nonsense. You get over yourself and you stop sweating the 'small stuff' and you begin to magnify God. At least I did and I am so glad I did.
No one knows tomorrow. Is there someone in your life you need to appreciate? Do it now. Especially if it is a parent. Don't put it off. A friend shared with me last night about how another friend of hers was stressing about having a party for her mom who was turning eighty next year. Because of that, she and her siblings were planning to not really doing anything for her 79th birthday. After all, it was not a major milestone year. They would do a big party next year and give her a car then too. For some reason, they changed their minds and gave her the car this year when she turned 79. People of God, her mom died soon after. She never got to be 80. But she did get to know that her children appreciated her enough to give her a car. What am I saying? Don't keep off till tomorrow what you can do today. Especially for your parents. And it is not just about organising birthday parties or buying gifts. For me, it is more than that. It is about telling them how you feel about them. Don't let death cheat you of that gift.
So, I honored my Papa, my Prof yesterday. I got a chance to celebrate a man who has never had a party thrown for him in his life. It was so much fun and I feel thoroughly blessed to have been able to do so.
And so will you. And you know what? You don't have to throw a party. Just pick up the phone or send a note or maybe even just go visit.
Like me, you will be glad you did!
P. S. Apart from my mgm, the one person that knew how much stress I was going through was Motola. You know yourself. Thank you for always encouraging me through it all. For always being a phone call away. You are much appreciated plus my Papa loved your present and sends his thanks to you via moi.
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