I don’t want my daughter to be like me. I want her to speak up sooner. Walk away faster. Trust herself deeper. Apologize less. Take up more space. Ask bigger questions. Dream louder. And if that means she becomes everything I wasnt… GOOD!
I sit quietly and realize that God has been taking care of me this whole time. Maybe not in luxurious ways. Maybe not an easy life. But through protection,provision, good health, surviving hard days and always having just enough to keep going.
Moyo ulibe plan yeniyeni. Nde osati daily kudzuka feeling confused or like you’re only surviving instead of living. One day, all of this will come to an end ndipo palibe azakumbukile kuti mumakhala busy motani kapena umavutika motani. Whatever you do in life, don’t just chase success, enjoy every moment, big or small. That’s what makes life worth living.
Slowly realizing the secret to hacking adulthood is always having something planned that you can look forward to. That solo date, trip out of town, spa day or pottery class will help keep your head above water
If I'm being honest, half the things I went through are in fact because of me, my lack of discipline, not listening to my gut feelings, and my poor decision-making.
Personally, I think we should be okay with having a beautiful conversation with a stranger & leaving it at that. Exchanging contacts is not always necessary. I think one of the beautiful things in life is being able to remember a good conversation with a random person & move on.
The ultimate life hack is the ability to quickly reset and recover. From a bad interaction. From a bad day. From a missed workout. From a poor decision. You can start over whenever you want. You can't always control what happened, but you can control how long you carry it.
Maturing is coming to the realization that some people don’t outgrow their toxic patterns; they just find new people who will tolerate them, and fortunately for me, I am no longer one of those people.
Unfortunately, I don't like nonchalant men.
Be dominant. Check on me. Be affectionate.
Tell me I'm gorgeous. Plan dates. Buy me flowers. Be absolutely obsessed
This year, I’m unlearning fear. I’ll reach out first, respond more, show up to invites, and stop hiding from people. I’ll care loudly, love openly, manage my anxiety better, and choose to live instead of just exist.
There are bits of me I hope I never lose. My smile, my laughter, my heart and how large it is, my grace, kindness and warmth. The world has tried hardening me, but I will forever choose to be soft. And I’ll keep holding on to that gently but firmly, for as long as I live.