I know you have been experiencing a whole lot of mood dips of late,
I know it because its all too common this time of the year.
I know you have been experiencing a whole lot of mood dips of late,
I know it because its all too common this time of the year.
My writing gets me in steaming hot water, most of the time.
And this time it will be no different.
I definitely refuse to defend any of my writing.
So please, if you know that your heart is a bit fragile and the blood flow to your veins are a bit clogged, please do not continue reading.
I find myself in the midst of living, moments of gratitude stealing my attention, to focus on the moment even if it’s just for a second. To grasp my mind around my life at the moment and find gratitude in it. My journey has left me in awe of just how mighty God is and the power of following your purpose.
It was a fine, ordinary Tuesday. I was sitting in my office, utterly engrossed in red tape, thinking that my life should be more than this.
I don’t know! I don’t know how I feel and I am okay with not knowing.
That has been my state of being for the past weeks. The being “okay” part of not knowing has been the hardest for me come to terms with. I love being in control of my emotions and life but I am learning to find the peace in the unknown. There’s nothing wrong with not knowing.
By Rautia Nakanyala
If there’s one great belief or habit I have come to unlearn this year is, feeling entitled and having an uncommunicated expectation. No one owes us anything except for the people that have made a very clear vocal commitment to us: either in friendship, relationship or family but even in commitment your entitlement is very limited. I have saved myself from so much emotional distress ever since I came to accept the fact that no one owes me anything. Sometimes, also, I expect too much from people who are limited when it comes to my expectations. Let me try and break it up for us:
Dedicated To:
My Mother, Rachel Victoria Schweickhardt: 1952/01/31-2011/09/25.
I am because of you.
I am probably the least qualified to speak about parenting teens as I’m very new to it, my son is but 14 in a week’s time. So, I literally only have a year’s experience in this regard. However, I would like to think that, as is in the African context, the experience I got from co-parenting my nieces and nephews should also count for something right?
By Rautia Nakanyala
We come from a generation that hides pain like it’s an abomination to feel pain; to speak of your suffering.
By Shariva Zender