You have to intentionally appreciate what you have now before it becomes what you had.
am ya nebo. I have a request to make.
‘What is it?’
it has come to my notice that you, the sun, the moon and the stars are good friends.
‘Why say so?’
because you shine so bright.
you can laugh alright but it’s the truth.
‘Okay, so what’s the request?’
it’s been cloudy around my entrance and I wonder why my nebo shines bright, receives bright visitors and I remain gloomy.
i need you to help me ask them to shine on me, even if it’s small. I need a little light to brighten my dark path.
i need you to shine so bright so my paths would always be bright so I don’t hit my foot against a stone.
‘but wait a minute, you used to be the brightest, the sun, the moon and the stars used to envy you, they all wanted to beam like you do.
They wanted to glow like you do, they came knocking at your door only to see you sprawled helplessly on your rug, darkness all over you. They left.
On their way out, they saw me praying to shine like you, they stopped walking and redirected their steps, now they live with me never to leave. What happened to you?’
hmmmm, it all began as a story but now it’s a tale. One too long and gory. I’d rather not share.
‘share it then you can shed it’
I went ahead sharing for almost two hours. Before the end of my gory tale, the sun, the moon and the stars came out and stood near my nebo sobbing loudly.
Was my tale so gory that they cried?
I asked me.
May be it was, me answered.
At the end of my tale, liquified emotions were raining down my redshot eyes.
I pleaded. I begged. I needed the light again.
My path has been dark for too long.
The sun, the moon and the star put a call across to their world and before you could blink, thousand of stars, suns and moons came rushing at me.
Before you know it, I was smiling again.
My paths now glow, illuminating the paths of my friends, family and other ‘nebos’.
I hope my glow has at one point or the other illuminated your dark path?