Life's Opposites
There are opposing circumstances in life. You get poor and
rich, depressed and ecstatic, naïve and clever, failure and success, fear and
faith, sick and healthy, ignorance and knowledge, loneliness and friendship,
death and life. What do we make of them? You can hardly go through life without
being touched by these contrasting experiences.
I grew up in a poor family, yet experienced the comforting
love of a wonderful mother who always saw the best in me. Her words of praise
laid a valuable foundation for my life. I believe that her exceptional example
has overflowed into my life.
As a result I also excelled in the classroom and on the
athletics field. In the ways of the world I was naïve and wasn’t prepared for
the disappointments from people bent on manipulation and self-interest.
As a young boy I was sickly, being hospitalized at the age
of four. The doctors eventually discovered a rare blood disorder called
hereditary spherocytosis that left me weak and anaemic. My family moved from
Cape Town to Namaqualand where the climate and new lifestyle did me wonders.
Very soon my health steadily improved and I flourished with friendships being
another positive development in my life.
So I decided to work for myself as a photographer. It was
difficult to start over because, up to that stage of my life, I had always
reported to a boss and collected my salary at the end of the month. I was used
to the corporate environment where I didn’t have to look for work, it just came
my way. I tried many things, but most of them didn’t pan out. Lost and alone,
that’s how I felt. All I could do was just keep on trying.
Eventually I fell into a state of depression as the world
seemed too overwhelming. It felt like a big black hole was swallowing me up. I
focused on growing tomatoes to keep from ending it all. All I wanted to do was
taste a tomato from my own garden – it sounds simple, but that’s what helped me
snap out of depression.
I have been self-employed for 21 years now, so I obviously discovered how to succeed eventually. But that's another story for later.
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