Lizzy's Haven

It is not that I do not know how to fight. It is that the little demons I fight, grow up overnight and muster the strength to defeat me.  It is not that I do not speak but the people seated with me, do not listen to what I say. It's almost like my voice has no sound or my words simply makes no sense.  It's not that I do not try but failure is guaranteed even before I set out to try.  Writing is my safe place, so I write but people do not read anymore and those that try to, don't read between the lines and so they miss the message.  I do not come to you by chance and I won't leave by chance. I walked to this point I am right before your eyes. You're too blind to see and too occupied to notice but the time keeps ticking and my weary walk continues till  it stops.  "Fight" they say but when does one win? "Speak out" they say but who truly listens?  "Try" but how hard does one have to try before it's enough?  I do not plan to faint in t...

 My greatest joy in life at the moment is that, I get to be an aunt to amazing nephews and nieces, who in their individuality and uniqueness, add a little more colour to my otherwise boring life. 😂😂 Well, I will be writing about one of them today, her name is Abundance.      I was having a very random conversation with my cousin this morning and I recalled my very funny moments with my little niece and we had a good laugh.  Abundance was age four at the time and she has a sister Praises, who is almost 3years older to her. Praises at age six/seven could spell very well and so when they visited with my other niece and nephew, I would naturally engage them in spelling bee but there was no one of them, who was more excited about this exercise than Abundance. She would always jump whenever I tell them to come to my room for spelling bee. I was intrigued by her excitement and went on to use her as an example to the other ones who didn't show ...