Think "BEAUTIFUL"



I'm too fat, my fingers are crooked, my lower lip is too big, one eye is smaller than the other?, my ears are too small, my hands are too big, my toes look funny, hate my thighs, hate my jaw,hate my hair, this goes on and on.

Just picture a girl (me) surrounded by mirrors and just talking to herself and pointing out things. That is the picture in my mind, i can totally see myself going round and round pointing things out, it's only natural right? WRONG, it's not natural and it's not normal to bring ourselves down like that.

So I decided to think "beautiful". I hereby declare that i WILL NOT go down that road of insecurties AGAIN. Boy! that was easy to "say" but i promise i'm gonna try to squeeze as much of the insecurties out of my brain.

I am beautiful,yeah i'm bit on the heavy side, so what? i like my curves! my fingers are not perfect but i have strong hands, my lower lip is not too big its fuller, i have expressive eyes,i can see the world clearly and in color! my ears are just fine! my hearing is perfect, i have 10 toes, my jaw gives me character, my hair is easy to style,wild and I LOVE IT.

I am a good person, i have never wished ill for anyone not even ppl who hurt me, i like to help ppl out, i love my family, i love my friends , and yeah i do have so much love in me.

I am grateful to God for all the blessings He have given me. I am blessed.

I am beautiful, today is a good day.

Think BEAUTIFUL ppl. THINK IT!

What You See Is What You Get..umm Really?



I heard this a lot from so many and I might've said it once or twice ( ok ok maybe more).As I was growing up,I used to think that "being real" is the thing, and naive as I was, I thought everyone is like that, you know, "real".
Reality check people!! no one absolutely no one is real. We all hide behind masks to hide emotions like resentment, sadness, depression, even hapiness. It really depends on the situation.

Some hide who they are in fear of rejection. Some masks are thicker, some are thin almost transparent. As you may have noticed, I tend to analyze things maybe a bit too much? ..

Ofcourse this realization didn't just hit me one day, it took time, situations, experiences,,etc to know that people do hide behind masks. The feeling of bitterness that came with this rather slow discovery is now gone.

I have been exposed to different cultures and societies and strongly believed that it was only us that extensively depended on hiding. I was wrong again (yeah, I'm not perfect)..Humans no matter where they're from, their religion, their race etc all hide behind masks.

I guess, it gives a person a sense of security or a sense of comfort. I have yet to analyze the human brain more to really know why we do this. *Puts on her lab coat* Any volunteers or let's say donors? *grins*

If Life Was A Cheesecake



If life was a cheesecake, sweet, soft, a hint of a crunch, and easy to swallow. Wouldn't that be awesome!
That's just wishful thinking, thoughts that enter your mind at desperate times. Life is so many things, it's rich, poor, happy, sad, hopeful , desperate, success, defeat, etc. This goes on and on !
It's up to you to make your life just as sweet as a cheesecake. Think of it this way, the creamy taste is the good things in your life and the "hint" of the crunch is the negative things in your life or obstacles.

I love cheesecakes and I love my life with all the smoothness and obstacles.

The Enemy..or So I Thought


It's hard to fathom how could i have thought that "She" was the enemy..looking back to the life i lived, the pain, the happiness, the mistakes, the experiences i went through. Not once was "She" wrong.

"She" is my mother, it is through her that i believe in the strength of a woman, it is through her that i can picture her with the world in her hand and holding a baby
in the other, it is through her that i understood the true meaning of forgiveness, it is through her that i came to understand how to love unconditonally, it is because of her i am who i am today.

How could i be so ignorant to think that she was the enemy when all she was trying to do was protect me! i guess beating myself up for what is in the past would never be an apology, i know that's not what she wants. Maybe this tribute will make her smile and i know this wont even come anywhere near being thankful, because it's that simple,i just can never thank her enough.

Her story:

She was 18 when she got married, an innocent girl not knowing what's in store for her. At the age of 19 she got her first baby, a baby girl that is now her bestfriend and my eldest sister (the shoulder to lean on), 3 days later her husband had a heart attack and thats when she found her inner strength. She took care of him and had to travel abroad for a surgery he had to go through. Her baby was with her mother and father, and that's when her father died and she was torn between both tragedies.
She chose to stay with her husband and not tell him. Because that would be too painful for him! you see what i mean by the unconditional love, this act of pure unselfishness is stuck in my head. How beautiful can a person be?

People often made the comment of calling my mom a Queen and now i understand, she is that from the inside and outside. I'm grateful to God for being blessed with a Mother like mine, she is like no other.

With all that said, i still wonder and i think will keep on wondering of just how could i have thought she was the enemy when the heavens are right under her feet.

Mother may you feel all the love poured into these words and just know that this is an appreciation. Thank you for being you, your strength, your care, your love.

A loving daughter always
Labwa

It's a BOY !!



We rushed her to the hospital at 2 am in the 6th of June 2006..She was radiant, was beautiful and in pain..a strong woman who was my childhood bestfriend, my sister who likes to be the princess with magical powers when we were children.. the delicate one, my beautiful sister.

i saw her pain, i saw her strength, i saw her face contorts in pain and i remind her to breathe..11 am a beautiful baby was born..

My nephew was born in the 6th of June 2006, this day will forever be in my mind, this is the day i knew that love can never be measured by anything.it's just there in our hearts..