It was Monday morning and Amara was not feeling it, three times the alarm went beep beep beep, her phone battery was dying, and the rain had just begun when she was getting ready to leave the house.
She said to God, "Is there any reason why there cannot be one peaceful morning?," and pulled her bag from the sofa.
"Amara! Is that my blue shirt you saw in the bedroom," shouted her little brother, Daniel.
Daniel, please please, if you don't find this shirt today, will you stop breathing?" I'm already late!"
Inside the room, Daniel laughed.
Look at this girl, you had a bad night's sleep.
Face your life, Abeg!
By the time she arrived at the office she was tired, having neglected the first bus and been splashed by dirty water from passing cars on the way, it wasn't even 9am.
Sandra, her colleague greeted her with a smile and said, "Good morning, madam.
"Which morning, please? I'm only just getting by at this one.
Sandra burst into laughter.
"Ah! What has got you so upset very early this morning?
"Life, Sandra. Life!"
She set her bag down, opened her computer, and saw a small folded piece of paper next to her computer keyboard.
She wondered, "What's this?She wondered, "What's this?
She opened it, and there were only five words written inside.
“You are doing better than you think.”
Amara gazed around the office, and wondered who had left it there. No name, no explanation, nothing else.
“Hmm, who is playing games with me?” she asked.
Sandra looked up.
"What?"
“No, no, no nothing, someone placed this note on my table.”
Sandra picked up and read it and smiled.
Well, the person who wrote it must know you need it!
Amara rolled her eyes.
"Please, don't start."
But oddly enough, she folded the note and put it in her purse.
Those words haunted Amara for a number of days, It was not as if she had just lost her troubles. She was still flacking about deadlines, her landlord was reminding her about rent and her boyfriend, Tobi, was in one of his stages.
Nevertheless, these five words remained with her.
When she came home Thursday evening, she noticed that her mother was sitting in the living room.
Sit down Amara, we have to talk.
She knew right then that it wouldn't just be a little talk.
Mummy please whatever it is tomorrow can we talk? I'm tired."
She looked at her mother, her mother looked at her.
That's the issue, You are always tired, you don't call that often, you don't visit that much, and when you really are needed, you say you have too much going on.
Amara sighed.
"Mummy, I'm trying, in your opinion, is it easy?
My daughter, I'm not saying it's easy, I'm just saying remember you have people that love you.
That night, Amara cried, and not because her mother was totally correct, but because she was starting to think she was succeeding in nothing.
The next morning she was looking for her lip gloss in her purse and there was the little note.
She took it, read it again and smiled slightly.
There came a thought to her.
She may not have needed someone to encourage her, perhaps she could be that for somebody else.
That afternoon she bought a little book, and she chose to begin to give little notes to people.
She wrote one for Sandra.
"Thanks for making the hard days better,"
She wrote another one for her mum.
"I may not say it but I do mean it, I appreciate everything you do, I love you Mummy!'
And for Daniel she wrote:
"Please don't finish my snack, I love you but God is watching you."
She inserted the notes into their bags and awaited.
Daniel ran in to her room that night.
"Sister Amara! What's this moronic shit you wrote in my bag?
She couldn't help but crack a laugh out of her.
"Which nonsense?"
God is on my side! Now you have told God about me, have you?
"Yes, and He has received the complaint."
They both laughed.
Her mother called her later in the night,
I read your note, my daughter, thank you, i love you too!
Amara had a smile to her lips, as she held her phone close.
Oddly enough, the one who had dropped the note on the desk in the office was still unknown, she never knew what his name was.
However, she didn't mind much anymore....
That little note had reminded her that sometimes people don't need us to solve all their problems, Sometimes all they need are just a few words to let them know that they are important.
But sometimes, it's the one we need to hear the most that needs to be us.
From then on Amara was writing little notes everywhere she could.
“After all you never know what someone is going through or the difference seven words can make.”
“You are doing better than you think.”
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