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My loves

Playground and Hmart again with the babes and Andy and the sis

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A Letter to My Future Self

(Written through the eyes of faith and experience)

My Age: 32

My Interests:

• Playing games on my iPad — a small joy that lets me pause, recharge, and escape when needed.

• Reading books — my safe haven, my soul food, where I meet ideas and stories that open my heart.

• Watching movies and series — moments I treasure that inspire, entertain, and sometimes even heal me.

My Present:

I am a housewife — a partner to a Church Minister. My days revolve around quiet service, supporting my husband, and staying faithful to the role God has given me. It’s not a job with a paycheck, but it’s a life of purpose, obedience, and quiet strength.

My Dream:

To have a healthy child — a son, if God wills — who will become a Minister someday. More than anything, I dream of a happy, faith-driven family where God is at the center and our love is led by His purpose.

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And then, life happened…

Twist One: The Delay

A hard truth was spoken by a doctor. The path to motherhood would be longer and harder than I thought. I broke. I cried. But I didn’t lose faith — I found it deeper. I became the woman who prays with others, lifts those who wait like me, and walks with God in total surrender. I became strong.

Twist Two: The Calling

Together with my husband, we became a team in purpose. I took my place not only beside him but also within the Church. I led prayer groups. I supported younger wives. I spoke softly but powerfully. I realized — my quiet presence could be a voice of faith.

Twist Three: The Miracle

Then, when I had stopped controlling and started trusting, I was given a child. He grew strong, bright, and curious. And one day, he said, “Mama, I want to be like Papa.” My heart remembered all the tears. I smiled. God didn’t forget.

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A Day in My Life — 5 Years From Now

It’s a rainy Wednesday.

I wake up before sunrise. Not because I must, but because I love the stillness. I light a candle beside my Bible and whisper a short prayer. Gratitude pours out before words even come.

My son, now four, finds me quietly. He hugs me and asks if we can pray for his father. My heart melts. We kneel together.

My home is peaceful. Simple. There’s a backyard garden with herbs I learned to grow. I never liked plants before, but now they feel like little signs of life blooming slowly — just like I did.

My mornings are filled with meaning. My afternoons, with calm. I share advice with other women in the Church. I send voice messages of prayer. I remind them: wait on the Lord.

My friends are few, but real. We talk less about the world and more about eternity. They remind me I’m not alone.

And my husband — still my best friend — smiles at me like he did when we were young. We have deeper wrinkles now, but also deeper peace.

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To Myself:

You didn’t give up.

You grew stronger.

And when the time came, God gave you more than you asked for.

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