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Recovery is not an instant act at all-whether physically or emotionally: anyone who has been through this kind of tragedy or can relate with it will tell you that they had to be deliberate about some things before they were able to stand on their two feet emotionally, spiritually, mentally and sometimes physically. 1)    Let it all out I’m the kind that would tell you... just be! Scream, shout and let it all out as a famous song would say. Crying has never meant that one is weak and that is something each individual, both male and female should understand. Compression of emotions doesn’t mean strength either. I believe in being true to you and better still, being vulnerable before God. There is indeed a time for everything, a time to rejoice and a time to mourn. This may just be that time... and it’s valid. Whether alone, or with a few genuine people who play the role of sticking closer than a brother, dear friend... just be! If David in all his royalty was able to find time to d

There are those who get into their relationships maturely. They have a vision on what they want to achieve and when getting in, somewhat from background research and consultation know what their input ought to be in order for it work. It is sad though when one realizes that they are not vibrating on the same frequency with their significant other. Their differences seem to be screaming louder than their similarities and on realization of the broken chain for the flow of love, they opt to avoid mending it and walk away having found another play ground that seems more secure to play on. Mark you I say play on because, if the person that walked away was mature enough to create a solution together to try and fix the breakage, then it wouldn’t appear as a play ground but a garden where due to the watering of both parties, the grass remains green. The temptation of going to greener pasture because your grass is not watered can be overcome, because you are working together and are not op

While the darkness settles and part of the world lays its head to rest, there   may be a few who may just burn the midnight oil, buried in their journals or sitting by a corner, full of a void that seems to be occupying their hearts at large. On one side of the earth lay a young man. Giving thanks he is closed in for society depicts that “ Real men don’t cry.” Though this time round he cares less that he is breaking the rules, for his heart chooses to be unrestrained. There’s a brokenness that desires to burst out from within and with no restrictions it seems to cause the heart to tear apart and let it come out naturally through the tears, the wailing and the mourning. Out comes the release, the once held back mixture of several emotions intertwined too intimately to be detached from each other. They are rolled up into one big ball and settled right at the core of the heart. It was easy to compress them with a little bit of hope that things would eventually work out just fin

If you ask me to define beauty, chances are I will not take time to give you an explanation from the dictionary; nor will I look around to have a picture to pinpoint from the world around me what it looks like. No, I will simply look within me, smile right back at you and say, “Beauty is me.” One of the best examples I’ve always remembered when sharing about beauty, value and worth is that of an individual with a clean KSH. 50 note in one hand and KSH. 1000 note on the other. The fifty shilling note is said to be brand new, while the other note is crumbled, stepped on and even torn into two at the end. The question always asked is this; does the value of the 1000 shilling note become less valuable than that of the fifty because of its unattractive state? No it doesn’t. The same thing applies to you as a human being my dear friend. You may not feel good about yourself and may question your value and worth in your very own eyes. You may look in the mirror and despise what reflects