Don’t be afraid to be the "Jesus person" in your industry. Excellence is a form of evangelism.
When your work is undeniable, they have to respect the God behind it.
Again I'm unemployed not lazy.
To all of you saying, try upwork, try indeed, try sellar, try this and that.
Jokes on you, I have an account with all of them but I'm not paying a dime for connection or what is it called.
If you have male children, you have a SACRED task of ensuring your son not only stands solid in character, but that he is also wise and courageous to stand up to his fellow men when they say and do evil to women.
You’re not lazy. You’re tired. You’ve been living in survivor mode for so long. Your mind is exhausted! You’re still processing trauma. Be kind to yourself, please.
Congratulations to her but you guys can do better
You needed only 1 person why don’t you revoke the application link at a point???
You choose only 1 person from 11k??
Oh we should clap for you?
lol
Ngl NOBODY knows a man better than the woman he's in a relationship with. when i say NOBODY, i mean NOBODY. not his PARENTS, not his HOMIES, not his SIBLINGS. they see ONE SIDE of him... but his girl gets the RĀW, UNFILTERED version. the BROKEN version. the LOVING version. the HAŤEFUL version. the UNSTABLE version
I found a bra in his suitcase and he said it’s from when he was f@t years back. He said he had saggy titt!ěs and kept it to remind him how far he’s come with his weight loss journey.
Omoh eeh. I just remembered during my father's burial, as the firstborn and Ada of the house, I had to stay in front of the ambulance that conveyed his body from the mortuary to his final resting place.
When we got to the mortuary, I was told I was the one to go in, identify his corpse and speak to him, saying I was his daughter and had come to take him home.
Just imagine that scenario. At first I was scared, but when I entered to identify him, I saw my dad in his glory—the kindest person I have ever met in my life. I became weak to my bones and wondered, what's the essence of living?
I sha did everything, told him, "Your Ada is here to take you home, Daddy," made sure his suit was properly fitted, and he was carried to the ambulance for takeoff.
I felt this peace and presence in the vehicle, like he was watching and smiling, but I was soaked with tears. I kept calling his name as we drove home.
Miss you, Dad.