The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, not to worry about the future, or not to anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.

Attitude is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than what people do or say. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill.

A mind that has forgotten the past and the future, that is awake to the now, to the present, expresses the highest concentration of intelligence. It is alert, it is watchful, it is inspired.

The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.

"Your past might be heartbreaking, but if you trust GOD & the process, your begining can be ground-breaking." K. Og

Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression. Do not repeat them in the future.

The only people you can't advice is a woman in love with his pastor or his man.those group of persons are very different to advice.

Never allow yourself to be defined by someone else's negative opinion of you. You are a person of destiny, you are equipped, you are talented, and you are creative. You have manifold potentials; discover them and fulfillment shall be yours! Everything you desire is yours if only you can understand YOU! The understanding of yourself is the foundation of living an outstanding life. Wake up! Don't ever stop trying, learning, improving until the miracle happens; in the end, it is not the years in your life that count; it's the life in your years. So, don't complain about things you are not willing to change! What consumes your mind, controls your life! Take time to consciously see what you think about most of the time; that will give you a heads-up if you will make it in life. Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you but by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you but by the way your respond. It’s not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it! Change your mindset and your life changes! What you look at is not as important as what you see; guard your mind, it is the foundation to how far you can go! Listen, let your past make you better, not bitter; don’t waste time living the life of others; be YOU! Stay blessed 🙏❤️

Modern Marriages Collapse Faster—Because They Come Late Written by Enety Tazvivinga Let’s talk about what nobody wants to admit: The later a woman marries, the harder she is to build with. Because while the world praises “maturity” and “independence,” real men know: You don’t marry potential at its expiration date. Let’s break it down: — 1. Youth Means Flexibility—Age Means Resistance A young woman comes into marriage fluid. She’s teachable. She’s open. She adapts. Not because she’s weak— But because she hasn’t been hardened by life yet. At 19, she learns through love. At 29, she only learns through trauma. By 30? She’s no longer learning. She’s negotiating. And now every instruction feels like control. Every correction sounds like oppression. Every standard gets labeled as “toxic.” You can’t lead someone who thinks they’ve already arrived. — 2. Early Marriage Protects Fertility—And Your Future Bloodline Science doesn’t lie. The earlier she conceives, the healthier her eggs. The lower the risk of miscarriage, ADHD, and birth complications. You don’t hear this in the media. But even sperm damage can be offset by young, healthy eggs. She’s not just your wife. She’s the gatekeeper of your legacy. And age is not kind to the gate. — 3. She’s Not Bringing a Clean Slate—She’s Bringing a Resume of Regret By 30, most modern women have: – 12+ exes – 5+ heartbreaks – 3 years of therapy – A list of emotional triggers – A soul tired of trusting men – A past funded by men better than you—and worse Now you walk in as the cleanup crew. You marry her leftovers. You inherit a wounded soul packaged in soft glam. And no matter how loving you are? She can’t bond with you. Because her heart is still haunted. — 4. She Wasn’t Picked—She Settled When a woman marries young, she does so at her peak. She was wanted. Chosen. Desirable. And she sacrificed from the top of her value. But when she marries late? It’s not out of abundance. It’s out of fatigue. She’s not submitting. She’s surrendering—because the streets stopped calling back. And now you, the “good man,” become her retirement plan. Not her reward. — 5. She’s Not Building With You—She’s Billing You From Day One She doesn’t know your story. Didn’t sacrifice in your grind. Doesn’t understand your foundation. But she demands protection… Provision… And prenup-free access to your life’s work. She’s not entering a partnership. She’s entering an inheritance. And if it collapses? She takes half—and posts about "reclaiming her peace." — 6. Her History Is a Mystery—And You Pay the Price Modern men are signing prenups not out of paranoia— But survival. You’re not marrying a blank page. You’re marrying a woman with: – Untold trauma – Invisible scars – High expectations – No endurance – And a legal system behind her You can’t vet 15 years of dating history. You’re walking into a maze with no map. And when she taps out? You get taxed for trusting too late. — 7. When a Woman Marries Too Late—She’s Already Emotionally Retired You can’t spark loyalty in someone who’s seen too much. You can’t teach femininity to a woman who wore masculinity for 12 years. You can’t start fresh with someone whose past is a landfill of emotional damage. Late marriage turns relationships into negotiations. Not commitment. Not sacrifice. Just trade-offs. She gives you what’s left. Then sets an exit strategy. And you? You’re just the landing pad. — Final Word: You Can’t Build a Kingdom on Expired Foundations This is not hate. It’s a warning. Marry early. Build while she's moldable. Invest in someone who grows with you—not someone who's tired of failing elsewhere. Because when you marry late? You're not starting life. You're inheriting her debt—emotional, financial, and spiritual. And when she finally leaves? She won’t feel guilt. She’ll feel justified. Because her happiness was always the goal. Not your legacy. ©️

WAS ERASED BY MY OWN SISTER PART 5 The walls of the psychiatric hospital were cold, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and despair. Nneka sat curled in a corner of her padded cell, her once-glossy skin now dull, her bright eyes hollow. She had stopped screaming. No one believed her when she told them she was Nneka Okoye, a successful businesswoman, a loving daughter, a woman about to marry the love of her life. They called it "delusions of grandeur." The drugs they forced into her veins made her thoughts slow, her words slurred. Some days, she couldn’t remember her own name. But deep inside, buried beneath layers of medication and forced sedation, a spark of rage still burned. "Ngozi…" she would whisper in the dark. Her sister had stolen everything. Her face. Her name. Her life. And now, Nneka was nothing but a ghost in her own body. Meanwhile, Ngozi—now living as Nneka—was drowning in luxury. She had married Emeka in a lavish ceremony, smiling as he slid the ring onto her finger—the same ring that was meant for her sister. But the thrill of deception was wearing off. Ngozi had never been as smart as Nneka. She couldn’t handle the business meetings, the investors, the pressure of running Naturé by Nneka. So, she did what she did best—she quit. "I need a break," she told Emeka, shrugging. "Work is stressing me out." Emeka frowned. The Nneka he knew would never abandon her dreams so easily. But he said nothing. Then, Ngozi stopped sending money to their parents. "They’ll be fine," she scoffed when Emeka asked. "They have savings." But Emeka knew the truth—Nneka had never neglected her family. Ngozi spent her days shopping for designer bags and her nights clubbing with her new "rich friends." She came home drunk, stumbling past Emeka as if he were furniture. She ignored his texts, dismissed his concerns, and rolled her eyes when he tried to hold her. "Why are you so clingy?" she snapped one night, pushing him away. Emeka stood there, heart cracking. This wasn’t the woman he fell in love with. This wasn’t Nneka. One evening, Emeka sat alone in their empty penthouse, staring at their wedding photo. Nneka—no, Ngozi—was out again, probably laughing in some VIP section while he sat here like a fool. He picked up his phone and dialed his best friend, Chike. "I think… I made a mistake," Emeka whispered, voice breaking. "This isn’t the woman I proposed to. She’s changed. Or maybe… maybe I never really knew her." Chike sighed. "Brother, I’ve been wanting to say this for months. The Nneka you married… she’s not the same Nneka you fell in love with." Emeka closed his eyes. He knew. He just didn’t want to believe it. Back in the asylum, Nneka lay on her thin mattress, staring at the ceiling. She had learned to stay quiet. To obey. To pretend the drugs had won. But behind her empty gaze, her mind was sharpening. She watched. She listened. She planned. Because one day… One day, she would escape. And when she did— Ngozi would regret ever crossing her. To Be Continued…

Today's Blessings Today is a gift — a quiet reminder that life continues to unfold with moments of grace, growth, and gratitude. Even in its smallest details, today holds blessings worth noticing. The morning light breaking through the clouds reminds us that each day brings new hope. The air we breathe, the strength in our bodies, the beating of our hearts — these are silent miracles we often overlook. There's a blessing in connection: a kind word, a shared smile, the presence of loved ones, or even a stranger’s unexpected kindness. These small acts bring warmth to the soul. There’s also a blessing in challenge — in the chance to learn, to rise, and to prove to ourselves that we are capable. Struggles can be stepping stones. They shape character and deepen appreciation. And perhaps most importantly, there's the blessing of choice: to start again, to forgive, to dream, and to keep moving forward. May we not rush past today without acknowledging these simple but profound gifts. Let us carry gratitude like a quiet anthem through the hours, seeing not just what we lack, but all that we’ve been given. Today is blessed — and so are we.

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