“Ndaiti ndikasvika 25,ndaigaya ndinenge ndane better life, ndaitogaya ndine kalife kemudenga…” Winky D. I don’t feel sad as I play this song, it’s a reminder that life is not 1 straight road. Life is uncertain and that’s what makes it beautiful. I’m a Christian and my faith has allowed me to stand tall in times when I felt very small.
My biggest flex is answered prayers. It’s very easy to get lost in this world and focus on what you don’t have that you forget what you actually have. I remember praying and asking God if I was ever going to be happy after losing my mother and sister in a space of 1 month. I asked God when I was barely 13 to take away the sadness I had. I wish they were still around , I’d so much wanted to see my mother getting old and my sister becoming a beautiful young lady that I know she would have been. Death robbed me but I levelled up. My mother died before she was even 38. I feel that it’s my responsibility to live for her. I love life and my birthday is very special to me.
This year I’m choosing to count my blessings and name them one by one. I’m one blessed woman! Sometimes things happen to us to teach us the lessons we never knew we needed. I’m grateful for health, life, love, talent and everything in-between. THE UNIVERSE IS UNFOLDING AS IT SHOULD AND I’M EMBRACING EVERY MOMENT OF IT.
Help me celebrate my birthday by donating pads to vulnerable girls. Here’s to twentyfine!
I’ve always known a pencil to be my friend from a very young age. It was never the crayons for me, they were either too thick, chunky or messy. Now that I think about my childhood, I believe I’ve always known subconsciously that colours represent a facade…most times. I’m not saying I don’t like sunny, the reds, pink, blue and all the other colours, I’m saying sometimes colours are not what they seem.
In 3rd grade they introduced us to ink-pens. I was never one to be excited about using pens. One thing I find funny however, is the fact that I never learned how to draw, I never liked drawing shoes, bags and dolls like the other kids my age. My mind was always “wordy active”. I taught myself to paint, vent and cry through the paper. The ink was still not my favourite, it didn’t give me an option to erase my mistakes, start clean or correct my errors and go on smoothly. Ink leaves nasty marks, it can be dirty. Everyone sees your mistake and they can judge.
Hello, my name is whatever I choose it to be at that moment. I realized early that there’s nothing black and white in this life, there are no guarantees and we shall be forever guessing and hoping for the best. I guess that’s what makes the world go round. We live in a world full of “GREYS” and that is okay really! Being defined by my 12 lettered name would mean that I can only stretch as far and see to a certain extent. A name is made up of different letters, this means you can be whatever and whoever you choose to be. There are people who choose to be optimistic and they see the world in colours. I must say that is good, believing that your world is so colourful…if it gives you hope, then hold on to the colours. I just think that there’s nothing like a single colour…blue is a mixture of many colours, purple is not grown out of purple cottonš¤·Colours are not always what they seem to be.
A lot has been said about what is right and what is wrong according to different people’s standards. Being here at this moment, I have learnt that we come full circle at different times and in different seasons. If I could change certain things about my life, I’d probably change how I reacted to people’s opinions about how I chose to live my life. I would tell my younger self that in this life, there’s no 1 size fits all approach.
What you see is not always what you get! I’m a few days to my birthday, the last of my 20s. I’ve learnt a lot in the past 2 decades. I learnt that I’m not an optimist neither am I a pessimist, I’m a realist. I deal with reality and take hurdles head on as they come. This approach got me here to be a beautifully strong individual. I don’t believe in being masculine to get my way, I believe in my feminine strength, intellect and above all the guidance of the super power. I have accepted that I’m not a feminist and that is okay, I shall not call myself a King I don’t need to. I’m comfortable in my skin and I’m where I’m supposed to be.
Last words before I turn a year older…
Life loses its lustre the moment you become blinkered. There’s no straight line in this existence, snap out of the norms that were embedded in us from a very young age. Life happens and sometimes it’s not how we would have expected it to turn out. We can only do our best, hope for the best and pray for Grace. Cheers to life and COMING FULL CIRCLE.
Beautifully strong 