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When God Gives You a Second Chance
I never had it in mind to fall in love or date him not to talk of even marrying him. He was just my best friend.
You Can’t Lie Your Way Into A Woman’s Heart
I am still trying to be convinced if indeed they were even true. You talk too much that sometimes you even lose track of the thing...
All I Ever Wanted Was To Hit And Run
That was the game plan when I approached her that day. She was very calm and well-composed and nothing about her told the story of...
My Ex-Boyfriend and My Best Friend Got Married And I Wa...
There was no instance in our lives that he didn’t make me laugh. His sense of humor was on top of the roof. Three months later we ...
How My Wife Fell For My Colleague At Work
A few hours later, she woke up, pick up her phone and read the messages on the screen. She looked at my face and went back to cont...
Dear Ex, I’m Inviting You to My Wedding.
How affectionate it was to be seen everywhere with you with our hands dovetailed together, your head on my shoulder and my hand ar...
Loving Each Other The Feminists Way
I wanted to know if he would place me where I wanted to be and wouldn’t have a problem with me being who I wanted to be.
The Ghost Of a Good Marriage
Boys will get you pregnant and mess up your future. They’ll continue their education, become somebody in the future and marry a wo...
In My House, My Wife Is The Head
My mom had the keys to the tap so when they come around early morning, it was my mom’s door they come to knock and ask for the key...
This Is Every Married Woman’s Favorite Thing
Every one of us has three minutes to talk about the things we are grateful for in life.
The Little Things That Paint a Beautiful Marriage
He taught us a song sometimes and sometimes, he led us through the mass. He was always there, doing things for the church and for ...
The Black Spot In Our White Love Story
So just as I talk about our now with a heart of gratitude, I’ve learned to accept our beginning for what it is knowing it could ha...
