Nana Awere Damoah

Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.

Loss taught me the strength of faith. Faith in a God who understands. Faith in a Saviour who gave His all. Faith in a Comforter who walked by my side.

Loss taught me the priceless value of friends. I would have lost it but for my friends.

Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young.

Loss taught me. It taught me that I won__ have people around me forever. The good I need to do to someone today, I may not have the opportunity to do tomorrow.

It is more blessed to give than to receive_, the Bible advocates. When it comes to advice, I humbly submit that it is more blessed to avail yourself of it, utilise it, apply it yourself, before you give it. Put it to use first before suggesting it to someone else.

Words are cheap but they gain greater worth when they first minister to the speaker of the same.

Be less generous with your advice: live it instead. It is a bad situation when someone with a coughing fit attempts to sell a cough mixture. After all, action speaks far louder than words; living the example is the best advice you can ever give. Only examples have children.

When the future you see is worse than the present, one begins to worry. And, oh, I speak of Ghanaian politicians. The tadpoles are out-jumping the toads.

Many of us are reactive, not proactive. We react. We hit back. We are __n eye for an eye_ practitioners. We attack when we are attacked, with good measure. Our barometer reads from the environment and makes us act accordingly. We are mirrors who reflect the anger in others, the bad attitude in the other person, the negative comments of others. Let me show you a higher level of living.

People will doubt you, but do you doubt your own self? People will insult your integrity, but do you trust yourself? If you are at peace with yourself and with God, you can be at peace with the world.

I grew up in an environment where the onus of raising a child was not on the parents alone but of the entire community. The logic is in that a child who becomes a burden or an armed robber becomes a threat not only to the parents but to a whole society!

Having the courage to speak one's mind is as important as knowing when the time is right to do so.

Loss taught me about the frailty and transient nature of man. It taught me humility. It taught me about the urgency of service, of touching lives, of mentoring, of legacy. Of making hay while there is still sunshine and life.

The politicians will reduce effusions with gbeshie-inspired confidence on political platforms if there are no cheering crowds.

My cardinal belief is that it is the natives of the land that till the land best, with passion and meaning. The advanced nations of this world built their countries by the sweat of their indigenes.

I learnt years ago not to use logic to understand African politics.

Rome was not built in a day, but it was built everyday.