Sometimes we get hung on the past, looking back with regret and trying to hold on to something that was never ours. A young man’s epilogue into letting go! 🫶🏽

Finding live nowadays isn’t like it used to be in the days of old, pre-pandemic that is …

They say men aren’t the best at articulating their feelings. Faced with the pressures of everyday life to be the hero, leader, or sometimes provider. The inner groaning pains of words unspoken by man who struggle to speak up 🎙 !

Sometimes we share a common desire to speak to God! We may not always know the words, but he hears our hearts, so pour it out to him ♥️

There is only one race, it’s called HUMAN! It’s that simple… 💭

This is the kind of question that gets temperatures soaring, some feel offended, some feel attacked. For me, it’s quite simple actually……

A captured moment of a heart in distress, as she pours her heart out to him … When you find love, hold on to it!! I tried to articulate my friend’s tale …

Sometimes heartbreak makes it harder to love another… The difference now is, we start with experience and not from scratch 🙏🏽 .. It’s never a loss, just lessons and growth 💭

When we judge, we only condemn ourselves. We’ve not got any authority to pass judgment, lest we be judged after the same manner 💭..

Have you ever lost something so precious and that you hold dear to your heart? The unrest you get from failing to find that ‘something’. We are all precious in the eyes of our God 💫. (inspired by a friend in their trials)