Often people give up to easily on things instead of just trying to push through and succeed. My son and I have recently had more than one thing where we have succeeded and if we had given up it would never have happened. I am so glad we never gave up even though we wanted to. The one was getting his SASSA Disability Grant and the other was getting him into college.
My son had been receiving his disability grant from the time he was about ten years old. I received it from them on his behalf. The procedure then was good and simple. You would go in there get the forms make the appointment to see the doctor in three months which was the waiting period. On the day of your appointment you would go in with whatever doctors information you had. He would look at it and look at your child and then submit everything for a decision to be made. A month before my sons eighteenth birthday. I phoned SASSA to find out what happens after he turns eighteen.I was told that we would have to reapply and that it would be a simple process. My son turned 18 on the 10th of December 2016. Just before he turned eighteen I took off work and we went into the offices to get the forms and to make the appointment for the SASSA Doctor. We were told that we would have to go to the clinic and get the forms filled in. Which we tried the first doctor at Edenvale Clinic refused to help us in fact he was really rude.We then eventually found a clinic on the outskirts of Alexandra township and started going there. The doctors there are amazing. The next problem was the SASSA doctor because even though the Alex doctors filled in a form and could see he had a problem they kept declining his grant. The doctors at the clinic would feel sorry every time we went there with new forms.We thought of giving up but the doctors at the clinic and my sons gran convinced us not too and guess what it took a year and a half but we got approved for a six month grant. My son is learning disabled and so he qualifies for a disability grant.
The other we never gave up on was him being able to go to college. He has always wanted to be a chef and run his hotel. We started looking at colleges about two years ago. We eventually found one where he could go with his grade 10 certificate and study hospitality and then cooking but the next problem was how to pay. We decided this year to take a leap of faith and register and apply for a bursary. He sadly did not qualify for the bursary but our consultant who we had been dealing with saw how desperate we were for him to study. He had heard of a sponsor looking to sponsor a child and put Tristan’s name down. They met with my son briefly and approved his sponsorship.
We never knew how either of these things were going to happen but we never give up. Whatever it is in life you want but don’t know how to get don’t give up.
What would you do if you knew you could never fail but only succeed.
If you could do anything and you new you were not going to fail what would you do?.
I teach English online and this question was in one of my lessons and it got me thinking. Then we were given a challenge by daily post to write an article on triumph.
What would I do if I could do anything and not fail but triumph?. The sky’s the limit. Would I start that business that I have wanted to start. Would I be brave enough to maybe jump out of a plane. What would I do?. What would you do?. Would I quit my job and just travel?.
I think I would feel brave enough to do anything because all I could do is Triumph and succeed. I could maybe be a singer. Who knows maybe I would be the next Whitney Houston.
What would I achieve?. What have I been able to achieve in my life?. Triumph means victory and achievment and to be successful.
If I look back on my life what have I achieved. Well I have managed to raise an amazing son all on my own. I would say thus is my biggest achievement, greatest success and triumph. It was not easy as my son is mild mentally disabled but if you spoke to him you would never know it.He is also dyslexic and ADD but he can read a 1000 page book in just few days. He will always aim to triumph despite his disabilities.
My next question is how do I want to triumph in my future. I want to Triumph with my blogging, blogging and pinterest. I want to Triumph at work.I want my son to Triumph in his Studies and to become the greatest Chef he can be. I want to Triumph in every day life. I want my son and I to be successful in whatever we do.
Life is never easy but if you look back at the end of the day at how much you have already achieved then you are already victorious. You have already triumphed. Sometimes we have to make the best of life and our situations and triumph. We should always choose victory, we should always choose to triumph and the be best version of you, you can be.
Everyday ask yourself what did I do to Triumph and succeed today.
Comment below and let me know if you could do anything and you knew you were never going to fail what would you do and how have you triumphed?. I would love to know.
My name is Kerry and I am a single mom to a teenage boy. I have raised my child all by myslef. I had my son when i was eighteen and he was born with mild mental disabilities.We live in South Africa where times are hard for everyone. Our country is in recession and unemployment is at its highest it has ever been in thirteen Years. So times are scary.
I started a blog after a friendship in my life recently ended over money that I could not lend a friend. I wanted to write about my life and about living in South Africa. I would also like to be able to share other people’s life stories.
I will write about current news, current events, life experiences, parenting, Daily life, hobbies, dreams, the list is endless.
Times are tough in our country. I want to become the best blogger I can be and I want this to be the best blog. I would also like to be able to share other peoples life stories and the struggles they have faced and how they have overcome them.
It is my testimonial and what I have been through in life.
Welcome to my first post on The Hardships of Life. I wanted to call it when life gives you lemons but that is already taken. I decided to start this blog after recent events in my sons and my life. I wanted us to have somewhere where we can vent, show our frustrations, our gratitude and maybe talk about recent events.
Everyone’s life is hard it is how we handle it that makes the difference.We can either choose to wallow in self pity or pick ourselves up dust ourselves off and move on. I always say My life will go on with or without you it’s up to you if you choose to be in it you make the choice but if you going to be in it then be in it, if not then don’t, it’s up to you.
There is always someone out there whose life is harder than yours for me when life gets hard I always think of that child who has lost both their parents and are now having to raise their siblings instead of getting a school education or that child whose parent does not want them. In the end then my life ain’t that bad.
I thought that this being my first post I would share my testimony.
I was born on the 22nd of June 1979 to incredible Doctor and his Brazilian Wife. I was the Third Child to be born to this amazing couple. My mom was gorgeous and my Dad was the most amazing kind person you have ever met and very good at what he did. He was an opthalmologist.It was one day three years later when our lives changed forever. My mom and I were on our way to fetch my sister from Ballet with a friend of mine on our way there my mom died while driving the car and crashed into a small wall.While I don’t remember much I remember seeing my mom lying there, I remember her taking her last breathe and the feeling of confusion while I called out mom and could not wake her up. I remember much after that. Our lives went on while we tried to pick up the pieces. My dad was now a single parent to three young kids.My gran moved in to our house and in the process giving up her life to help her son raise her three grandkids. It was about two years later when my dad met my next mom and boy were we lucky and she came with two extra older brother’s. My dad had met his second true love. They fell in love and got married on my sixth birthday. The best birthday present a girl could ask for a new mom and two new brother’s but our happiness was not meant to last forever. I can’t remember how long after they were married that my new mom found out she had cancer but it does not matter.She eventually died due to the cancer when I was sixteen.It was the day after Valentine’s day and I remember it like yesterday.I was at boarding school in my second to last year of school. I was in Biology class when the call came over the intercom for me to go to the headmasters office. When I arrived at the office there was my dad’s sister and her husband waiting for me as my mom had taken her last breathe. We then started the long Two hour drive home.The next few days were a blur we had my mom’s funeral and about 4 or 5 days after she had died I was back at school. The following year which was my final year at school I fell pregnant. It took me six months to work up the courage to tell my dad and I took the easy way out when telling him. I phoned him from boarding school as I was about to go for dinner and the night before he was flying to Switzerland for work he wanted to cancel his trip but I told him to go as I was going to be seeing him in a few days time when it was half term.I packed up all my things told my house mother I was starting to take things home now so that I would not have to much to take home at the end of the year and I went my dad then phoned the school and told them I would not be returning. I spent my last few months of matric at home and wrote my final exams at another school and passed. My son was born about a week later on the tenth December and everything was good. In this time my dad had met another women whom non of us liked. They were married when my son was fifteen months. Exactly a month after their wedding they decided to drive up to Jo’burg from Durban to my sis and my one brother. I had wanted to go with but did not go because the women he was married to hated children. She had not married my dad for love but for his money because he was a doctor she thought he was rich.On the way to Jo’burg tragedy struck again.They were in a car accident with no survivors. Our lives were turned upside down.Our house had to be sold. We all had to find jobs. I needed to finish studying and we had to bury our dad. Life still has not been easy. We found out my son has a mild mental disability and is ADD and Dyslexic.We never found out the extent of his problems but I raised him on my own with no help from his dad.My son is now 19 years old and we are still managing.
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I started this blog due to something that happened in my life
So I decided to start this blog in part so that I can tell my story but so that others can tell there story. We look forward to hearing from you