Hell no he ain’t my brother he is my baby daddy Since I legged it on a date, well of course I began to reminisce on my dating quagmires and thought what the heck let me share them. Please note I am not anti-man on account of having some really good men in my life, …
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I took them stilettos off and legged it leaving a trail of dust Having been single for a considerable number of years and no seeming prospects on the horizon I gave in sometime this week to friends who insisted I need to put myself out more. So they set me up on a date. I …
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Day 42 letters: a child from a broken home I am another child, but I am a child from a broken home. My parents want to go their separate ways because of I don’t know what. There are nights of endless shouting and screaming when my parents think I am sleeping. I always dream of …
I am happy to announce that my work has been featured in Swale Life Magazine. Follow link and read More http://swalelife.com/issue-9/letters-to-my-husband/
Letters day 42: the missing father Sometimes I wake me up and I feel defeated. No matter how strong I want to be and no matter how much I try there are days when I just break down and cry. I want to reach out to someone and give me a shoulder to cry on …
we define character based on what the eye sees, what we show people. imagine for a moment they knew your story, would it be the same look in their eyes? would they stay or run, would they wipe your tears and give you a shoulder to lean on or they make you front-page in the …
Over the years I have always written how i feel on pieces of paper. I never dreamt that my words could reach out to so many via the net. I am grateful to my family who have always seen my potential. Thank you to the fellow bloggers who read my words, a special mention to …
Day 41 Life is a cross-country race we all take. The terrain differs each mile. The hurdles, you must jump, the blisters come up and at times the desert terrain comes on. The race sometimes seems endless and the mountains hard to conquer. The Kilimanjaro summit seems unreachable and the smoke thunders, even the echoes …
day 41 letters after the guns we still run a mile Read More »
Day 40 Letter to the Father Today’s letter is the most important Father. We are at war with the devil and I am requesting urgent help. Supply me with your love, your word in my heart and with my faith that moves mountains we will conquer. I will not be shaken and this fire will …
THE BATTLE FIELD We soldier on, leaving the past, yet picking up the remnants of what could have been. We try to piece them together to bring about a hope that we hold on to. In the pieces shattered against the changing seasons, there are still a few pieces that shine like miniature rainbows that …
The Battlefield ( for every victim who is now a survivor) Read More »
Day 39 Letters There is a time when a people must arise. A generation of fearless man and women, young and old. A time when every voice must sound, standing up not for today, but for tomorrow. A time when a people stand together united regardless of colour, nation or creed. This is the time …
DREAM A DREAM A life filled with a hope of a tomorrow, sees you through the darkest of days. Standing upright and firm amid trials and tribulations supersedes the grave situation. A mind that rejuvenates and finds strength and beauty in ashes is worth more than a measure of silver and surpasses the sweetest smelling …
dream a dream ( an extract from my e-book Just for you on amazon) Read More »