In my line of work, I come across all sorts of people from different walks of life on a daily basis, but there are some instances that just stand out in my memory and others that I will never forget.
Like the other day when I went to do a story at a local church, and after taking a picture of the seniors' club, one of the ladies got everyone to sing the hymn "May the good Lord bless and keep you", especially for me.
It's not often that anyone is thanked for just doing their job, which was what I did that morning, but it's people like the Blossom Seniors Club that give me that extra kick in life that I need to go on.
They made me feel special and as if the work I was doing meant something to them.
Like those who sang the hymn, other people in the community have shown me simple acts of kindness - be it a cup of tea at their function, or a word of thanks at the end of the event.
This column is not a platform for me to brag about how others treat me, but it's my way of saying thank you for being so kind to me.
Thank you for letting me into your homes and lives and for trusting me with your stories. Often we become so engrossed in what we are doing, that we forget to reflect on how our work affects others.
I believe life is too short for us to not say thank you or tell someone how much we care about them.
Last year I passed a horrible accident on Modderdam Road and it inspired me to write this poem, which I leave you with this week.
Hush - The silence falls.
BOOM! Someone breaks it.
BANG! Destruction reveals her ugly face.
Mangled wreckage strewn across the floor.
Scattered memories of what was once before.
Quiet - Before a shrill sounds
Hurt - Someone bleeds.
Sirens hail from a nearby place.
Red and blue flashes,
Cross the blood-stained face.
"Hold on a minute longer"
"I can feel I'm slipping away"
"My hands are cold"
"Your face is so beautiful"
Chaos - as the red light flashes.
Noise - The crisp sound of freshly scattered glass.
Pain - Before the eternal tranquillity.
The sirens stop.
The wreckage settles.
Memories flash one last time.
Hush-The silence prevails eternally.