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November Writing Challenge – Prompts 2-4

Hello guys!

Quick confession: so I challenged myself to write consistently for 30 days. But when I got home from work on Nov 2nd, weak and tired, I knew there was no way I was gonna pull it off. I couldn’t create in a state of fatigue. And then I started feeling bad for letting my blog, my readers and myself down. 😌😌

But hey, it’s day 4 today, and who says I can’t pick up from where I stopped? It so happens that today’s prompt is dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy some of the poems and musings I’ve got right here!

Ps: hope your November has started off well? 🌱🌱🌹🌹

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Day 30: Another Letter

They say funerals are the best places to hear the nicest things about people. Emma’s own wasn’t any different. She was loved by many, as I came to understand. Yet, none of these people were there the night she overdosed on her sleeping pills.

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Day 26: New language

I made a Bulgarian friend last year and I tried to learn how to say hello. It went something like— Здравей, приятелю — even I couldn’t pronounce it. 😂

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I’m intrigued by the diversity in cultures and languages we have in the world. I think God really had fun that day at the Tower of Babel when He divided men by various languages.

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All we have is now #501

I just got notified that my last post was the 500th post on the blog. Been actively writing here for 6 years, and it’s all a proof of God’s faithfulness! Thanks for sharing in my journey. I’ve very much enjoyed blogging here. To celebrate, I’ve decided to share a personal piece on living in the now. Hope you find it helpful! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Day 17: Clearing a space

Jack wasn’t about to let her into the turmoil that was his life. His mind was a mess, and he wouldn’t let her in. His heart knew what it wanted, it skipped a beat at the mention of her name. “How did this happen? Where did she come from?” Were some of the questions his brain tried to answer. Slowly, and gently she tore through his defenses.

Three months down the line, nothing else worked. Not ghosting, not avoiding her, not pretending the feelings weren’t there. Jack wanted her. And it was time to clear a space in his heart for her to build a home.

-m.e. 2020