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Rebel & Deuteronomy 22:5
(my father would never tell you who this is.lol) Don’t we love our parents to death but sometimes they are the last people we want to invade our space? Our parents raise us to look up on them as gods. Or maybe they don’t. Probably the „rule of nature“ finds its way to interpret the love and admiration we have for them as such. We also sometimes get torn between having respect for them and fearing them. Looking back into my childhood, my father was everything for me. My first male love. I shared with him everything anyone gave me. I would keep half of my food for him. He…
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Daddy came through. 🙌🏿
If you have followed my journey thus far then you will know what you are about to read means a lot to me and you will rejoice with me. I voluntarily spill my stories out there and no one judges me at least to my knowledge. My heart tells me to also share my breakthroughs or developments on stories I have already shared. So here we go. Remember ? Well, this happened. When I travel back home I always make it a point to visit my granny. Mommy’s mum. And you know how most grannies are so honest and will tell you anything because they don’t give a hoot or…
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How I was introduced to my stepmom and more.
(Back in the day ☺️) Mommy, as we always called her had suggested where my dad would find a helper. She wanted her husband to be happy even in her absence. She wanted us her kids to be surrounded by love and for some reason she was convinced we would be loved. Unfortunately I can’t place the exact unfolding of events perfectly or chronologically after my mums demise. But I remember from the place my mommy had suggested we get a helper we did get one. Her name was Grace. Yes what are the odds. My first name is Grace. Grace was a beautiful short dark skinned girl maybe in…
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Love of a dying mother
“One day I will die and unfortunately I will not be there to see my children growing up. They will grow up surrounded by love from their relatives and well wishers. They will even go abroad and favor will shine on them. They will be happy even when I’m gone. “ Mommy said those words to one of her sisters. Of course her sister thought she was crazy and asked her not to prophesy her death. Her sister on the contrary told her,” Racheal, stop this nonsense. If you don’t want to live I will live and I will see my children growing up and even hold my grandchildren.”(she actually…
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