Just like in meetings, a woman says something she’s ignored or spoken over. 5 mins later a man *repeats* what she said, he’s hailed a genius. This happened to me. That’s why #allies are SO important.
And people will have the unmitigated gall, hubris to call his success luck or happenstance.
Sir, God bless you & reward you mightily for your consistency & sacrifices.
Praying through the night with tears in my eyes as I am amazed at how in these 6 Years of NSPPD, I have never missed a day. (From Monday-Friday) . No Sickness ; No Crisis, No Breakdown.
To imagine how intense these things are and yet my health has never failed or waned . Indeed , I am grateful to God who has brought me this far .
NSPPD WILL BE SIX END OF THIS MONTH.
WHAT GOD CANNOT DO DOES NOT EXIST 🔥🔥🔥
I swear, men are the most observant creatures ever! If they act a fool, it’s either pretense or they’re not interested. Trust me they notice everything & they’re taking notes!
I didn’t call my husband crying.
I called him angry.
It was 11:47 PM. I was sitting on the kitchen floor, laptop open, staring at an email that said my contract wasn’t being renewed. Just like that. Two years of overtime, weekends, skipped holidays — gone in one paragraph.
When he answered, I didn’t even say hello. “I lost my job.”
Silence. Not the awkward kind. The steady kind.
He said, “Okay. I’m coming home.”
He was on a night shift. I told him not to. I said I didn’t want him to risk it. I said I was fine.
He said, “You’re not.”
Twenty minutes later, I heard the door.
He didn’t try to fix it. Didn’t start giving solutions. Didn’t say, “You’ll find something better.” Didn’t minimize it.
He just sat on the floor with me.
He ordered food because he knew I hadn’t eaten. He closed my laptop because he knew I’d keep rereading the email. He made a list the next morning not of jobs for me but of bills he could cover alone “for as long as it takes.”
The next week, I found out he had quietly moved money from his personal savings into our joint account.
Not because I asked.
Because he anticipated.
Months later, when I apologized for being “a burden,” he looked genuinely confused.
“We’re married,” he said. “There is no yours and mine when things fall apart. There’s just us.”
That’s when I understood something about marriage.
It’s not about who plans the best anniversary or posts the sweetest captions.
It’s about who sits on the kitchen floor with you when your world collapses.
It’s about who absorbs your panic without adding their own.
It’s about who turns “your problem” into “our plan.”
Marriage isn’t loud.
It’s steady.
And when it’s real, you don’t have to beg someone to show up.
They already grabbed their keys.
I have an acquaintance who only reaches out when she wants me to patronize her business or attend her events. There are no in between. Not even a thank you for the last purchase or attendance. Now she’s wondering why I stopped…
😂😂😂 somebody need to tell her