Yesterday someone told me “so you’re a mukoko, you don’t look”
my comeback was lethal, everyone around was shocked & I said it in his native language.😊
You can’t be verbally tribalistic to me as an adult, I will leave you to tell the tales. 😂😂
He apologized.
Oh dia Sending you hugs ❤️
May Allah give you the strength to overcome this difficult moment.🙏🏾
One thing I pray for you is the strength to remain silent, even when you feel tempted to come out and tell your side of the story. The internet can be a cruel place and sometimes people are more interested in judging than understanding
You don't owe anyone an explanation. Keep your peace trust God and let Him handle what you cannot.🙏🏾
Stay strong Ruth 💪
A few weeks back you mocked Emeka’s failed marriage. Perhaps a cry for help and realization that you were on the same path. Regardless of your emotional state then, please be kinder.
Getting your life back, will test you more than losing it ever did. May reconciliation prevail🙏🏻
Friends, losing my beloved mother has left a silence in my life that I am still learning to live with. I will be taking another week away from my morning radio show to grieve, reflect and be with my family.
In the meantime, please revisit my previous programmes on YouTube or via Fons platform if you must. Stay grounded, keep growing and never give up on yourself.
Thank you for your love, prayers and patience. I’ll be back soon. ❤️
Dr. Hillary and Salvador gave us the best comedy show Uganda has ever witnessed. We laughed from the first performance to such an extent that the show ended while everyone still thought it was going on.
Keep in mind:
Some people with the biggest hearts are often the ones who enjoy a drink, light up, or use rough language.
Meanwhile, some of the most toxic individuals never miss a Sunday service right up front....
Apart from the man I risked my life and everything to make a father naming me malaaya and all sorts of names, the things I have seen,heard and gone through ever since the day I gave birth are really horrible and I wouldn't wish any woman to ever face even half of it. One day I will have the strength to narrate my side of the story. For now the judges can judge and namers can continue to name me and my son whatever they like. I'm only having strength to keep sane, fight postpartum depression and double all the love and care to my amazing son. My friends and family know me as a very strong person but they do not know that most of my nights are full of tears, pain, emptiness and regrets but I love my sweet boy coz I could get this C section scar over and over again just be his mother.
Bye fam❤️