Our Side of the Story

So just found out it was March 8 lol, um Happy International Women's Day🤍

👸🏽WOMAN. . . When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day... An Angel came by and asked." Why spend so much time on her?" The lord answered. "Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?" "She must function on all kinds of situations, She must be able to embrace several kids at the same time, Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart, She must do all this with only two hands, She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day" THE Angle was impressed" Just two hands.....impossible! And this is the standard model?" The Angel came closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, Lord". "She is soft", said the Lord, "But I have made her strong. You can't imagine what she can endure and overcome" "Can she think?" The Angel asked... The Lord answered. "Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate" The Angel touched her cheeks.... "Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her" "She is not leaking...it is a tear" The Lord corrected the Angel… "What's it for?" Asked the Angel... The Lord said. "Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride." This made a big impression on the Angel, "Lord, you are a genius. You thought of everything. A woman is indeed marvelous" Lord said. "Indeed she is. She has strength that amazes a man. She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love and opinions. She smiles when she feels like screaming. She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid. She fights for what she believes in. Her love is unconditional. Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies but she finds strength to get on with life" The Angel asked: So she is a perfect being? The Lord replied: "No. She has just one drawback. She often forgets what she is worth". W O M A N: 🙋🏽‍♀️ Changes Her Name. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Changes Her Home. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Leaves Her Family. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Moves In with You. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Builds A Home with You. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Gets Pregnant For You. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Pregnancy Changes Her Body. 🙋🏽‍♀️ She Gets Fat. 🙋🏽‍♀️ Almost Gives Up in The Labor Room Due To The Unbearable Pain of Child Birth 🙋🏽‍♀️ Even The Kids She Delivers Bear Your Name Till the day she dies, everything she does cooking, cleaning your house, taking care of your parents, bringing up your children, earning, advising you, ensuring you can be relaxed, maintaining all family relations, everything that benefit you, sometimes at the cost of her own health, hobbies and beauty. So who is really doing whom a favour? Dear men, appreciate the women in your lives always, because it is not easy to be a woman. Source: www. evahussain.com - When God Created Woman He Was Working Late On The 6th Day 💃🏻Happy International Women's Day 🧍🏽‍♀️ @coffeetalktable

"When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy." Psalms 94:19 For all of my 12th grade family taking the national exam tomorrow may the Lord help you and guide you. Breathe in and do what you can, it's not the end of the world. You got this✨🤍✨ Good Luck😊

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Maybe you've lost someone dear to you so you'd know when I say grief is the hardest emotion to ever go through. It dispatches you from reality, breaks your heart over and over again, sneaks behind your back and choke you. The guilt while grieving is like a blanket of darkness that swallows you alive. That little hope in your heart praying for them to come back by any means of miracle is unending torture. Having the thought and excitement to tell them something but being greeted with the reality of their nonexistence feels like a million daggers to the heart. I've read somewhere "Grief, is really just love. A love you want to give but cannot, all of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your heart and the hollow part of your chest. Grief is really just love with no place to go" and do I bawl my eyes out every time I read it in my head because it holds too much truth in it. I wonder if I will ever have the strength to move on or forgive myself. Because grief really is a love with no place to go! 357 days✨🤍✨

Praying for everyone taking the exam next week, you got this and God's got you✨🤍✨

Dear (last year's) 12th graders here. 😊 We know we haven't been there for you at the right time. We know we haven't been a real family for you. We know we never gave you those encouraging words before it's too late. We know all that and more. And we apologize for it all. 🙏😔 We can feel the mental condition that you're in right now. We can imagine the pressure. We know it's overwhelming and seems out of control. 😪🤦‍♂️ But we also know something else. We know you got God. We know you can do it. We also know the State won't make it too hard on you. We know you are strong and active. We know you have a bright mind and big hope. 🤗❤ And we can do something for you. We will pray for you. As our neck is bent and our knees are bowed down to our KING we will mention your names and fight for you. We will stand by your side. For the coming week take care of your mental condition more than anything else. For you won't even do what you can do if you ain't fit mentally. Don't forget to eat chocolates everyday. ❤🍫 May God be by your side. May the Almighty help you get through.🙏🙏 The Bored Family loves you.❤❤ @BoredChristiansMingle

Be patient with yourself🤍 https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeYkMcoB/ #Healing @OurSideOfTheStory

As you stare at Africa made out of words, words that represent who we are, words that represent who we could be, words that represent the best of us, words that are Chaotic, Diverse and Eclectic... May it remind you the Beauty of our Diversity and the Power of our Unity. May we dream big, May we strive for oneness, May we share joy togther, May we feel empathy & stand for our people bleeding in their own land. On the very land our ancestors died to defend, May አድዋ be the token that lights our way forward, May our history shine a ray towards our future, May we be reminded the value of Love, Respect, Work & Unity. For we are Ethiopians, For we are Africans, For we are One. ፩

This song feels like unending, indescribable and an exuberant dream✨🤍✨

You only can control what's controllable you know? Having plans for the next day, next month or next year is one of the things my brain likes to obsess over. Though I might not end up bringing those plans to life. I'm not just talking about huge plans here but also the tiniest steps. Believe me I know it isn't healthy but it comes with some fruits. I've learnt no matter how much I want my next step to be figured out, it doesn't always go that way. There are days where confusion, being lost and feeling helpless are very much needed. I said what I said! When things go as the way you planned them to or how you want them to, there's that egoistic inner you that surfaces barking "I can control life and everything around me" the audacity. Confusion, being lost and feeling helpless will do such a great job to teach your egoistic inner self that not everything can be controlled. You're anything but figured out so it's okay to not know what your next step is alright? Control what you can control😊 Yeah I go through my head when I have a few hours to rest, this is pretty much what was in there. Have a good day✨🤍💜 @OurSideOfTheStory

[🌨Seasons🌨] When people ask me how it feels to wear glasses since young age on daily bases, I always smile and say the world looks so much different behind the glasses. There is an art in looking past the lenses and yet through them. But it is not always as fun to wear them. Putting on facemask with your glasses for good part of your days is pure struggle. And It gets worse on misty mornings. My breathes escape the facemask and haze my glasses. My legs decide to function without consulting my eyes, hi-five-ing the gravels and tiny rocks standing on their way clumsily. Even if I have to pause every now and then to wipe off the fog from the lenses in the misty morning rash hours, I will do it anyway. Cause my eyes need 'em lenses so bad and this is what you do to keep going forward. And I remind myself this when my emotions cloud my judgment. Something which happens very often by the way. I try to pause and wipe out the thick fog before it starts raining.. But sometimes it rains anyway and it rains heavy. And I call that "The Winter of the soul". Good thing Winter is a season. And like any season... this too, shall pass! @as_hannah_thinks