Sunday

I don't know if it's the loneliness writing this or am just being a little to real but Sunday's tend to feel like fifteenth February you know the day after Valentines Day. You sit there staring in one directions thoughts clouding your mind. It sounds more of having a board meeting with I, Me & Myself and they all can't seem to agree. 

You had expectations on the fourteenth which in this case was the entire week so here we are again. You have been doing the same thing over and over again but nothing seems to be adding up. Sunday thoughts creep up dawning on you that enough is enough. Like Valentine's Day you have been waiting for this relationship to go to the next level but nothing. Ladies, this year most of you were hoping that he would finally pop the question after all you have played your part as the patient not forgetting loyal girlfriend all too well. But no! He repeated the very same words you had vowed never to tolerate from any man even him even though you know there is no life without him. I tend to think that's how someone madly and deeply inlove reasons. 

Gentlemen, you have out done yourselves by being by her side even when she pushed you away and your bank account is a witness. All these years and time you have been waiting for that one sign or reason why you should finally settle down with her but still she gave you nothing.

Sunday leaves you feeling like life bit you in the heart. The bleeding doesn't stop. It's the one day everyone stays indoors nursing hangovers and acting the happy family to save face. For those of us who look forward to going to church for the weeks word at times we leave the house of God feeling short. Like pastor you are telling me one thing but life is handing me the opposite. 

Just reflect on what is expected of you the coming week , forget the disappointments and embrace the new unfolding unknown new experience. Thank you Sunday.