Cry of Mi Alma

Cry of Mi Alma

I’m embarrassed to say this but, I’m still not over you.

It’s been years, but I still love you.

You’ve moved on, had other people in your life, but I still freaking love you.

I have seen other people, but only because I tell myself I need to move on.

I can’t have you, but I can’t die alone.

Why though? Could it be because you were my first love? Or am I just obsessed? Is it because I never got closure? Is it because I loved you so much and never got as much of you as I feel I should have so I keep on sticking around, hoping one day you’ll love me back?

I still cry when I miss you. I still close my eyes and see your image and smile.

I still imagine what our baby would look like given a chance to be conceived.

I still look at you and fall in love all over again…like the first time we met.

My heart still aches. You broke my heart…and my soul too. You were supposed to be “the one.”

Was I not enough for you? Tell me what I am lacking and I’ll fix it, or die trying. Is it my weight? Is my height? Is it my hair?

I need to move on, but I can’t. Not because I don’t want to, but because I can’t seem to let go of this one human being that broke me in places I didn’t know I could be broken.

I have forgiven you, but I’m still hurting. I still wish you could see my worth, how great of a catch I am.

You just left me, never even said bye. Never even said why. You just left. Maybe this is why moving on is hard. I still need answers.

Sent in by: Astrid

Love letter to Africa.

Love letter to Africa.

Dear Africa.

We may try to be as beautiful as you, but we’ll never compare to you. You are naturally beautiful.

You sparkle and shine with the precious Stones you birth. You flow in glorious wonder through your streams, lakes and rivers.

You are beautified by the many species of wildlife you provide a home to. You are beautiful. You are precious. Your worth is incalculable.

Africa. My beautiful Africa. Many are your bitter memories. I weep when I think of them.

“Is Africa cursed?” I ask myself. How could a land so blessed be this vulnerable?

Africa, your children weep, their tears fall to the very soil that is blessed.

Africa. My Africa.
Though you have seen dark days, you still remain the hope of your children. We are proud to be called yours; Africans. We have been broken down many times but we stand taller each time.

May your children, Africa, never turn against you. May they remember their roots. May they remember what it means to be a true African. May they remember to love their neighbour. May they remember to take care of you and your beauty.

Africa. My beautiful Africa. ❤ We will tell the generations to come about your story. You will not be forgotten, Africa .

You are ours and we are yours. ❤❤❤❤❤


Life advice from an almost 25 year old…

Life advice from an almost 25 year old…


I’m nearly twenty five. I still haven’t processed this yet. 🙈😅😅 The last time I checked I was 21😅😅

Anyway, I have grown. I do thank God for keeping me for all these years. Him and I both know I have been a handful 😅
Growing up has taught me a gazillion lessons. I have had bitter and sweet moments. At the end of each day, month or year, I’m wiser and stronger.
Here are valuable lessons I have learnt so far…



Never give up.

“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”

Martin Luther King Jr.

Life does get hard. Things do not work out. Plans do not go as planned. But whatever you do, DO NOT GIVE UP.



Fall in love! ❤❤🤗🤗🤗 Do not be scared of love, it is a beautiful thing. It’s even more beautiful if you fall in love with the right person.

There are hurt people out here looking for people to hurt. Take your time. The right person will come. [breaks into song🎙 : I hope each soul will find another soul to love❤🤗🎀(Donnie Mcclurkin and Yolanda Adams) .



You are not competing with anyone. Live your life.

So you are 19, you’ve never had a boyfriend, you are 20, you still haven’t started college, you are 25, still at uni(I had to put myself as an example here😅).
There is no fixed procedure of life. You have your own unique destiny. Yes, people will talk and put you down, but they aren’t God, heck they don’t even know your future.

Live your life! ❤ Do you babe❤



Never apologise to anyone for being you. you are enough. Not everyone will get you. Not everyone will understand you. Not everyone will like you. Not everyone will accept you. That is their own burden to carry. Hurt people, hurt people.

Embrace yourself. Love yourself. You are enough. You are worthy to be loved. You are precious. ❤




Laugh a lot.. Have fun! Do not let life pass you by.

Have fun! Find out what you find fun. It could be being around friends or family, singing, reading, dancing like nobody is watching…have mad fun.



Be careful with people. Not everyone is genuinely happy when life is going great for you. Not everyone genuinely likes you and wants the best for you.

Pray for wisdom to see people for who they truly are.

But…I have met really AWESOME people. Like, ride or die awesome. Of course I have been attached to friends that eventually left and I was like 😭… but good people do exist.



Be nice. Like…be nice. I find being angry and gloomy and mean a lot of hard work. I just can’t.

Be the first to say hi to someone, smile at a baby…like just be nice😂 it’s a lot easier than being mean…trust me.


Life is beautiful ❤ Live life to the fullest.

When life doesn’t work out,  keep pushing, Keep trying, Pick yourself up, dust yourself and keep moving. ❤

A girl and her books.

A girl and her books.



I had my first encounter with the magic of words and paper at age 12.It was a novel titled ‘Love Snare’ by James Irungu. I stole it. 😄

My older sister was in college at the time pursuing a diploma in Literature and English. Thanks to her, I had books of all kinds at my disposal. That is when I fell in love.


I discovered I had superpowers; I could imagine, I could dream, I could Invision.

I realised my mind is free. I am not bound in a cage. I can think about the possible and the impossible. I could be indulged with words. My mind has no limit.

The more I read, the more active my mind became. I became aware of myself, my surrounding, my world…my existence. This reminds me of Dr. Seuss’ words:

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
Dr. Seuss



I have had conversations with people around me about this hobby. Most of whom do not cherish it as much.

In my quest to encourage reading, every once in a while, I find myself outlining the following benefits of reading:

  • Reading is fun! I know. I know. You are probably saying to yourself ‘how?’ Reading is exciting.
    It doesn’t matter what you are reading. Your mind is a powerful asset. It can take you places.
    Explore your ability to go places…with your mind.
  • You might just make some friends through reading. I have brought out my novel in public and a random person walks up to me, says hi and says they love reading and recommends some books and suggest we should be exchanging books. 🤗🤗 How cute is that!

Take time to read. There is lots to read…blogs, novels, newspapers, name it!


You are fighting the wrong enemy.

You are fighting the wrong enemy.

We are still in March! Women’s month💋💃 💕

I want to air out something that has been in my heart for a long time now. Over the years, I have seen so many women hating, resenting, shaming and putting down other women for reasons best known to them. This truly breaks my heart.

I conducted a research with the people around me to get views on why they feel some women prefer to not support their fellow females.

There were a lot of answers given but these two answers were on top of the list-Jealousy and envy.

According to the respondents, some women just can’t stand seeing another woman succeed or be better than them in any way.

It doesn’t matter if it’s jealousy over a big job opportunity, prettier eyes, a new pair of shoes etc. The green eyed monster still lives.

I have read a lot about prominent women that have encouraged other women to join in the idea of being united and supporting each other, building each other up and delighting in another’s success.

One quote that has stood out to me is from Michelle Obama:

“My ability to get through my day greatly depends on the relationships I have with other women…We have to be able to champion other women. We have to root for each other’s successes and not delight in one another’s failures.” ~Michelle Obama

We are fighting the wrong enemy. As women, we already have a lot to fight.

We can’t add not supporting one another to that list.

“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.”

I hope to see women of all ages supporting each other. Reaching out a hand to the person above them on the ladder and below.

I hope to see women lifting each other up in words and deeds.

I have chosen to root for other women.

To tell them they are beautiful both inside and out, celebrate their success and be a source of support.

I hope you’ll make this decision too.


Dear woman II,

Dear woman II,

We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller. We say to girls: ‘You can have ambition, but not too much. You should aim to be successful, but not too successful. Otherwise, you will threaten the man.’ Because I am female, I am expected to aspire to marriage. I am expected to make my life choices, always keeping in mind that marriage is the most important. Now, marriage can be a source of joy and love and mutual support, but why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage and we don’t teach boys the same? — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie


You can do anything. 🤗

You can be anything. 🤗

Never limit yourself. 🤗

Never wonder if you are good enough. 🤗

You are priceless. 🤗