1 Writers Heart



I Celebrate You

She is a warrior
Unique, no one like her
She is a mystery, she’s a poetic song
She is capable, hardworking and strong
Nature’s nurture, valuable, beautiful
She is priceless and that is indisputable
I celebrate you, WOMAN!


It is well…

There is an old hymn which says “It is well with my soul”. In the past days, I’ve spent some time reflecting on this phrase. Things don’t always go the way we plan, sometimes they don’t go at all. However, if we believe what the word says in Jeremiah 29:11, then we must also believe that good will come, we must believe in God’s plan.

When past failures invade the current status; it is well with my soul
When people judge; it is well with my soul
When sadness creeps in; it is well with my soul
When it rains: it is well with my soul
When I’m broken; it is well with my soul
When I succeed, when I’m accepted, when joy takes over, when days are bright, when I’m made new; it is well with my soul because God is in control!

I know that you can do anything, and no one can stop you. (Job 42:2 NLT)


Let ‘em Go

The road ahead can go one of two ways;

grow stronger ties or break these permanently, if the latter happens just remember this:

You will live not in bliss if you beg them to stay

To My Knight

Take my heart out of this night

Be the knight to end this fight

Give me strength to make things right

Write a future bright as light

World Mental Health Day

Not so fun facts (According to the World Health Organization):

  • More than 300 million people of all ages worldwide suffer from depression (and/or bipolar disorder).
  • Depression can lead to suicide. More than 800,000 people worldwide take their own lives each year, and even more attempt to do so.
  • In 2015 suicide was the 2nd leading cause of death amongst 15-29-year-olds globally.
  • More than 21 million people worldwide suffer from schizophrenia.

A diagnosis, a label, or a tag does not define a person. The above facts are not intended to shame anyone but to bring to light something very important: You are NOT alone.

There are very effective treatments for mental health issues, but often times we don’t seek them because we give into the lie that no one will understand. There are trained professionals willing to help.

Below is a 24/7 hotline from Suicide Prevention Lifeline if you are in the states and need someone to talk to:

1 (800) 273-8255

Lastly, I leave you with this thought: Even when it seems like everyone around has abandoned you, God has promised to never leave you nor forsake you. He loves you with an everlasting love and cares about you.

Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7



Apology Letter

I’m sorry

I gave you up so easily

Should’ve held on tighter and longer

I did this so frequently

Should’ve controlled your flames like a firefighter

Should’ve taught you to be stronger

I’m sorry

I let you crumble

Should’ve guarded you and kept you safe

Instead, I kept tripping’ kept a steady stumble

Should’ve not let you get wrapped up like a mummy

Should’ve left you free and unswathed.

I’m sorry

I let you hurt

Should’ve known better

Maybe if I wasn’t such an introvert

Could’ve not become attached and avoided bitter tears

Could’ve prevented having to write this apology letter

Dear heart,

I’m sorry.

Letter to the Past

Dear Past,

I think we’ve danced this dance for far too long. I’m tired of being hurt by you and feeling worthless on account of the things occurred. This is the last time I fall for that. I refuse to let you continue dictating my present. I refuse to let you be a constant reminder of my falls and my fails. I refuse to let you make me feel ashamed and hurt all over again as if you had never been blown away by the winds of change.

Sure, I made mistakes. Sure there are things, horrible things I’d rather keep hidden from the world. Sure you know my deepest darkest secrets and remind me of them every time I feel down, but I’m calling it quits. I will not be colluding with you anymore to harm my present. Like the sands of time. you have slipped away and been laid to rest. You are non-existent; you’re deadline has passed. I need to live for now. I need to live in my present. I can no longer let you try to mold what’s in front of me from your backseat perspective.

Your purpose was served in your moment, but like time, I must go forward. I have to keep moving. I can’t afford to spend another minute trying to fix what’s behind me when time only goes in one direction. I can only do my best at making things better from here on.

So please, stop playing your accusatory tales on repeat in the back of my mind. Stop trying to make me stain my present with the pains of my past. Stop reminding me where I was and let me get to where I’m going.

I realize you had your part in making me who I am. I realize that you had your part in getting me where I am. I realize that you’ve taught your lessons and forged memories, but these are like accessories to a much larger machine. They may enhance it or have an aesthetic effect but are not the main purpose of the entire product.

While I cannot change you, I can learn from you. While I cannot erase you, I can teach from the lessons you taught me. While I cannot take away the hurt you’ve produced I can heal, leaving only painless scars as reminders of obstacles overcome, lessons learned, and forgiveness gained or given.

You may have broken my heart, but I’ve learned that even broken hearts can still beat. You may have brought me storms, but I’ve learned that it is the rough sea which makes an expert sailor. You may have robbed me of innocence, but I’ve learned not to be naive. You may have stained my life, but I’ve learned that art isn’t found on a blank canvas. You may have broken me down, but that taught me to look up. You may have killed my dreams but never my hope.

Today I live for me, for the now. You are but a collage of reminders, both good and bad. Please stay within your place in time and let me move forward. As this dance between us ends, allow me to gracefully bow and bid you adieu. I’ve learned so much from you but it’s time I let go, just as the tide lets go of the shore to return to the great depths of the ocean, giving way for a new tide to come in.

This is a “not see you later”, it’s goodbye.



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