Looking Beyond the Shattered Glass of Imperfections and Mistakes…

Own Your Mistakes Like a Boss.

Dirty hands are often usually busy. Join me in this journey of healing, rejuvenation, and emergence from the miry clay of mistakes and self-pity. Don’t Stop. Don’t Fix It. Just Do It. Take Responsibility for Your Imperfection Like a Boss. You are the mirror image of the next busy person, an IMPERFECTLY PERFECT individual doing their best to get things done while looking beyond the fear of errors or unpleasant results.

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why Who You Choose to Do life with Is Important

Meet my other half, Ben. Life may not be a bed of roses, but having you in my corner of life has made the thorns mere decorations that makes up Its essence. McBenny, as you are fondly called, You Bring The Light And Hope In A Very Dim Path Where Issues Of Life Mostly Cloud Reasonability. Behind The Studed Bloke Is A Fine Gentleman Whose Love Is The Most Precious Gift I’ve Ever Received. Life does not have to be perfect in all ramifications, but in the place where you need it the most: Your lifetime anchor.

The perfect Human that Remembers Me…

In my days of Perfection, one of the choices that i made that turned out to be imperfectly perfect was choosing my “heartbeat.” a perfect human that remembers me and is there for me ALL THE WAY. In my moments of darkness when the burden of life creeps upon me, I wonder what would have become of me if the voice of reasoning Hadn’t kept sounding to “Reset my brain.”

There is no true friendship like the friendship of Him who taps you in the middle of the storm and lowers down their shoulder, not for you to lean on but to carry you even when they also need a shoulder to lean on.

You Will always be my Dembe in the Black List of life!

it is nice to have you walk this journey with me!

Roselyn Amaka Ogbonna

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A journey commenced, starting cheerfully under a clear sky, and a tranquil sea.

They walked out onto the deck. All the buildings and smoke had vanished, and the ship was in a vast expanse of sea, fresh and clear yet faint in the morning light.

They had departed from the city lying in the mud. A very thin silhouette stretched on the horizon, barely strong enough to support the weight of a distant city, which still lay upon it. They were free from paths, free from people, and a shared sense of liberation filled them all.

The ship moved steadily through small waves that splashed her and then fizzled like sparkling water, leaving a little trail of bubbles and foam on each side. The dull October sky above was lightly veiled as if by smoke from a fire, and the air was refreshingly salty and brisk. Indeed, it was too chilly to stay still.

Mrs. Brown took her husband`s arm, and as they walked away, it was clear from the way her tilted cheek turned up to his that she had something private to share.