WHO IS A WOMAN?

Having all the Female Reproductive organs doesn't make you a woman.

A woman is the one who feeds a man with encouragement and ideas 

A woman is the one who helps a man to save and invest wisely .

A woman does not run her mouth with sarcasm and insult just to prove a point, rather her words are gracious and can heal a broken heart .

A woman is the one that knows when to talk and to keep Quiet.

A woman is the one that doesn't leak secret. 

A woman is the one that is content with what she has, and not the one that sells her self for material things.

A woman is a manager, a caretaker,a womb that can nature and birth destinies .

A woman doesn't do trending things, but she is reserved and has a taste of a Queen.

A woman doesn't look down on any man because of his present state of life and financial status, rather she encourages any man to get better.

A woman is the one that does not just bears babies, but bear ideas and inspiration anytime, anywhere.

A woman  is the one a man can cry on her shoulders and not feel humiliated for doing so nor lose his value . 

A woman is not the one that deceive a man just to eat his money, but the one who is honest and sincere in any relationship.

.A woman. Is not the one that makes men feel terrible, but the one a man can run to for comfort.

A woman is the one that will spoil a man with honour  and respect because there lies her strength and integrity .

A woman is an influence, a nation and a helper. 

Many are females but only few can be called a woman.

Now ask yourself today, 

am I a woman?

BE A WOMAN TODAY🙏

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THE SAD PAWPAW TREE

A Short Moral Story.

A farmer had a huge pawpaw plantation from which he made a lot of money. He often sold the fruits to processing factories to be made into pawpaw juices. The trees were strong, healthy and produced extremely juicy and flavourful fruits. All the trees were overjoyed that they were of great service to their owner, the farmer.

However, there was one particular tree among them that was sad and depressed. She had lived for some years and bore many mature fruits, but her fruits never ripened, and were scarcely worth harvesting. It hurt her so much. Unlike other trees which fruits developed into yellow, soft and delicious pawpaws, her own fruits remained green, strong and unripe.

Each time the factory workers came to pick the ripe fruits, the sad tree would beg and plead.

"Please pick my fruits. I beg of you! No matter how few you pick, I would be satisfied. If you don't pick my fruits, my master would be left with no other option but to cut me down. Please choose my fruits!" she would cry bitterly.

But the factory workers never took her pleas into consideration, and would reply harshly.

"Your fruits are worthless and are of no use to us. Don't you know we use them to make delicious juices? Yours are not ripe and sweet, and therefore can't be processed into juices. We can't pick yours!"

Everyday, the sad tree grew more and more depressed. But at some point, she decided to accept her fate and stop begging for her fruits to be picked.

One day, an old lady came to the plantation to pick fruits she would buy. But surprisingly, she instructed her workers to pluck all the fruits from the sad pawpaw tree as they were her preferred choice. The sad tree was utterly astounded and very excited as she watched all her fruits being plucked off her. She could not believe it. Then she said to the old lady.

"But my fruits aren't ripe and sweet like the others. Why did you choose them?" 

The old lady smiled and said.

"Well, I don't make juice, so I don't need them to be ripe and sweet. I'm a medical herbalist who uses plants to treat diseases and enhance general health and well-being. There are no doubts that an unripe green pawpaw is loaded with a lot of health benefits. It prevents heart problem, helps treat infections, helps digestion, lowers risk of cancer, helps in the treatment of ulcer, just to mention a few... Your fruits are wonderful, and are the best for me"

We often times force ourselves on people who don't value us. We force ourselves to have space in people's lives that don't recognize our worth. We force to be loved and to be accepted, we force conversations, friendship and interactions... We must learn to stop forcing things as it is never the right thing to do. We were not built to force ourselves on people. If another person doesn't feel like being part of your life, you should let them go. You are precious, you are unique, you are special and full of potentials, and the right people will know your worth. They will love and value you for who you are without having to beg them to choose you.

Author: Chima_Dickson Official 

I let my stories teach the life lessons.

She’s wasted too much time hoping someone else

 She’s wasted too much time hoping someone else would show up and save her…

Only to be disappointed every time.

She wanted to believe in the good of people, but when she needed help the most, none would ever arrive..

So she did what she had to do to survive-

She picked up a sword, dusted herself off and began to fight her own battles.

She was overwhelmed more often than not, knocked down and beaten up on the worst of days, but that’s how she began to forge her strength in the fires of failure.

With each defeat, her armor grew stronger.

With every setback, she turned it into a comeback.

She started believing in the woman staring back at her in the mirror and stopped listening to those voices that told her she couldn’t.

At her lowest point and darkest hour, she burst forth from the ashes and fought back harder than she thought possible…

That’s when she began to find her wings.

She wasn’t holding out for a hero anymore.

No, she was telling her story a different way, and in her tale, she became the hero and fought her own battles.

It was gritty, real and dirty, but she always emerged on the other side, finding her way to the light.

She stopped doing just what she had to do to survive and started becoming the person she was meant to become and lifting herself up.

Maybe it wasn’t always a straight line and often full of falls, stumbles and detours,

But she always ended up where she was meant to be.

And as she stood strong and felt proud at the end of a hard day, she had a strength and courage that no one could ever take away from her.

Now, when she looked in the mirror every morning, she stopped asking how she would make it through the day and said simply one thing:

“I got this.”

Why shouldn't we judge people based on where they are in life?

 

Our timeline of life is different for each person. Even different people reach the same destination at different times.

When someone takes more time to achieve what others have already achieved, other people often consider him a failure in his life. We have to remember that our journeys are not the same. Availability of resources, support networks, environments, and difficulties vary, so it is meaningless to have one timeline for everyone.

Never judge people if their progress is slow. Rather, support them and share your experience so that you can reduce some of the difficulties in their journey.

Is there beauty in our natural imperfections?

 

Imperfections are present in every person. Some can be seen, and some are not visible to our eyes. Once we understand this, we accept our uniqueness, feel confident and beautiful.

Our society has set beauty standards so those who don’t fit feel left out or low in self-esteem. The truth is that the biggest flaw is in the thinking that beauty can be measured. Beauty is not just external looks but the qualities a person possesses, most of which must be felt and understood.

Don’t be led by any ideas that make you feel inferior. Improve yourself in every possible way, but what cannot be changed, accept it with confidence, love yourself for who you are and change those made up ideas that some profit from.

Dr Bhawna Gautam

When she knew one thing about him

When she knew one thing about him, it was that he was not just a strong man,

But perhaps the strongest man she’d ever known.

She saw past the tough exterior and rugged facade..she saw a beautiful and vulnerable soul that longed for expression.

He’d been told all his life that men had to be hard, be tough and that vulnerability was a weakness.

Looking at him lovingly, she took his hand in hers and found his eyes with hers.

Her voice, very soft and soothing, seemed to be the one thing that could melt his defenses.

“My dearest man, you are the strongest person I’ve ever met but...there is another way.”

His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at her, perplexed and curious.

She smiled warmly.

“I see you..even the parts you hide from everyone else. I know there’s a side of you that longs to be free. A gentler, more vulnerable part of your soul. In fact, that’s the part of you that’s most beautiful of all.”

She could tell he knew her words rang true, but that he’d never had the chance to fully embrace all of himself.

He was known for his strength, his courage and his ability to overcome anything.

But for all his ferocity, he’d never found someone to love him for everything he was..and all that he wanted to be.

Pressing her forehead softly to his, eyes fluttering, she kissed him gently and saw the battle raging in his eyes.

Her voice, barely a whisper, soothed his fiery debate.

“My love, the strongest of us aren’t those who live and die by the sword, but those who are able to be the beautiful balance of strong and sensitive.

You don’t have to sacrifice anything about who you are to become who you’re meant to be..except to realize your happiness is more important than anyone else’s perception.”

Tears steamed down his face as she wiped them lovingly away with her warmest smile.

She had found a survivor and seen what none of the others ever glimpsed in his soul.

She loved him for not just who he was, but everything she knew he wanted to be.

Unconditionally without judgement, she was his safe place in a harsh world.

He could finally become the man he’d always tucked away, hiding and hopeful that one day, he could embrace who he truly was, instead of what he had always been told he should be.

On that fateful winter day, he discovered the love he’d waited his entire life to find in her.

In all his travels, for all that he had done and seen, she was the one thing he’d never experienced: true love.

For all the places he’d seen, there was nothing that would ever compare to what he found in her heart, in her arms.

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