felisha

Good night, my family. ❤️
As we lay down tonight, let us reflect on where we have been.
Let us forgive ourselves for the mistakes we made, make peace with what we cannot change, and leave room in our hearts for a new beginning.
Sometimes life chooses for us the things we least expect. We make plans, we have dreams, and then life takes us down a completely different road.
But maybe the new road is not the end of the story.
Sometimes, what we did not choose becomes the very chapter that teaches us how to become who we were meant to be.
So tonight, let us release the past and embrace tomorrow with faith, courage, and an open heart.
A new dawn is coming. ❤️
Good night, my family. 🌙

To my family here, I am truly grateful for you. ❤️
It is such a great honour to know that there are people who genuinely value my presence and take the time to check on me when I’m quiet.
It was unfortunate that I lost my phone, which kept me away for a while, but thankfully, everything is okay now. 🙏🏽
To everyone who reached out, asked if I was okay, or simply wondered where I had been—thank you. Your messages reminded me that I am surrounded by people who truly care, and that means more than I can put into words. ❤️
I’m grateful for you, my family. 🫂❤️

Goodnight 🌙❤️
Before you close your eyes tonight, take a moment to look at yourself with kinder eyes.
You may not always see what others see in you. You may focus on the things you wish you could change, while forgetting the strength, beauty, and purpose that already live within you.
Sometimes, discovering your worth begins with simply learning to see yourself differently. ✨
Rest tonight knowing that you are valuable, you are beautifully created, and your story is still unfolding.
Tomorrow is another opportunity to walk confidently in who you are.
Sleep peacefully. Wake up knowing that you are enough. ❤️🙏🏽
— With love, Felisha 🌸

Maybe you’re not seeing yourself the way others see you.
Sometimes we focus so much on our flaws that we forget there are people who see our strength, our kindness, our courage, and even our light.
Someone may be looking at you and seeing something you’ve never noticed in yourself.
What if you could see yourself through their eyes? ❤️

Have someone ever asked you this?
“Feli, you know what? I just want to be like you.”
I asked her, “Why did you say that? What is it that you see in me?”
She just blushed and walked away, leaving me standing there deep in thought.
Have you ever wondered what others see in you that you sometimes don't see in yourself?

WHAT MORE CAN I ASK FOR? ❤️
Sometimes we spend so much time talking to God about what we still need that we forget to thank Him for what He has already done.
We look at what is missing, what hasn't happened yet, and what we are still waiting for.
But if we stop for a moment and look back, we will realise just how much God has carried us through.
There are things we prayed for that He answered.
There are doors He opened.
There are dangers He protected us from that we may never even know about.
And there are moments when His grace kept us standing when we didn't think we could.
So today, before asking God for another blessing, take a moment to appreciate the blessings already in your life.
What shall I give back to Jehovah for all He has done for me?
Sometimes the greatest prayer is simply:
“Thank You, Lord.” 🙏🏽❤️

If you see me at my lowest,
if you see me struggling,
if you see me falling—
don't laugh at me.
Help me find my feet again.
Give me a hand when I need one.
Speak life into me when I have forgotten how to believe in myself.
You are your brother's keeper.
You are your sister's keeper.
We may not know what someone is carrying behind their smile. We may not understand the battle they are fighting in silence.
So choose compassion.
Choose kindness.
Choose to lift instead of pull down.
Hupenyu idembedzanwa.
Life is about helping and supporting one another.
Today it may be me who needs your hand.
Tomorrow, it may be you. ❤️

Sometimes the words “keep going” sound so simple… until you are the one who is tired.
You ask yourself so many questions:
How?
When?
What do I need to do?
And still, no answers come.
The questions linger again and again.
Your mind is exhausted.
Your body feels weak.
And you wonder how much longer you can carry it all.
But maybe today, you don't need to have all the answers.
Maybe you just need to remind yourself that not knowing what comes next doesn't mean there is no way forward.
Take a breath.
Give yourself grace.
And trust that the answer will come, one step at a time. ❤️

Sometimes life can be hard on you.
You start something with a clear plan, determined to finish it—but then unexpected obstacles come. Things don't go as planned. You struggle to keep up. You fall behind. And suddenly, you begin wondering if you're failing.
But listen to me today
You are not failing just because the journey became difficult.
Life has a way of bringing uncertainty when we least expect it. Sometimes everything seems to be falling apart, not because you cannot do it, but because the road simply became harder than you imagined.
So, whatever challenge you are facing today, don't give up on yourself.
Take a breath.
Take another step.
And if you need to, start again.
To whoever needs to hear this today:
Look at yourself and say it out loud—
“I CAN DO THIS.”
And say it again until your heart believes it. ❤️✨

Felisha — Season 1: The Chosen One
​Episode 8A – Seeds of Faith
​After the heavy days in Chivhu, Gogo Bessy finally made her way back to Kutama.
​As she turned into the homestead, Mama Tendai spotted her and walked over to greet her.
​“Madzokoi, Gogo. Ndimi makaenda kufambira matambudziko aya.”
​Gogo Bessy let out a slow, tired sigh. “Eeeh, zvakaoma, Mai Tendai. Hanzvadzi yangu kuenda asina kuoneka... asi tinotenda kuti Mwari vakaita kuda kwavo, vakatanha ruva ravo.”
​“Chokwadi, Gogo,” Mama Tendai nodded gently. “Mwari ndivo vanoziva.”
​The two women stood in quiet comfort for a moment before Gogo looked toward the yard. “Ko Felisha aripi?”
​“Ari kuchikoro. Achadzoka munguva pfupi,” Mama Tendai replied, glancing over the clean homestead. “Felisha anga achiedza nepaanogona napo. Kana basa raita zhinji, ndaiuya kuzomubatsira. Tanaka aibatsirawo.”
​Gogo’s face softened. “Makandibatsira zvikuru, Mai Tendai. Ndinotenda.”
​“Hazvina basa, Gogo...Felisha mwana wedu tose.”
​Not long after, the sound of footsteps approached. Felisha was walking back from school alongside Tendai. The second her eyes caught Gogo standing near the tree, her face lit up completely.
​“Gogo!”
​She dropped her pace and ran straight into her grandmother’s waiting arms.
​“Ndakusuwai!”
​“Ndakusuwawo, Feli,” Gogo whispered, holding the girl tight against her chest.
​As Felisha went inside to put her bag away, Gogo watched her closely. There was a subtle shift in her granddaughter—a new stillness, a quiet confidence she hadn't noticed before.
​Later that afternoon, as Gogo rested in the shade of the mango tree, her mind wandered back to Chivhu—to Baba Tawo, his final words, and the heavy promise left in her hands. But as she watched Felisha working nearby, older memories began to surface. She remembered the tiny girl she had taken in years ago, the uncertain future, and all the quiet prayers offered over her sleeping frame.
​“Gogo?”
​Felisha’s voice broke through her thoughts. She was standing there with a bright spark in her eyes.
​“Huyai muone, Gogo—mbudzi yakabereka!” Felisha smiled, gently pulling Gogo toward the pen to show her the newborn kid resting in the shade.
​After showing off the little goat, Felisha reached into her pocket and held out her small, cupped hands.
​“Chii ichi, muzukuru?” Gogo asked, looking down.
​Inside her palms was a neat little stack of coins.
​“Haina kuwanda zvayo... asi ndakayedza,” Felisha said shyly. “I sold some vegetables from your garden to start saving money for my school fees. Handina kuda kungogara ndakatsvukisa meso.”
​Gogo stared at the coins, then at her granddaughter’s face. A lump formed in her throat.
​“Muzukuru wangu...” Gogo’s voice cracked slightly as she pulled her close. “Uri kukura zvokwadi.”
​That evening, after Mama Tendai and Tanaka helped wrap up the last chores and said their goodnights, the homestead fell into a peaceful silence.
​Gogo sat under the night sky, watching the soft light coming from the hut where Felisha was preparing her uniform for the next morning. Baba Tawo’s dying wish echoed in her mind once more, but this time, it was met with a deep, settling peace.
​She looked up into the darkness and whispered, “Makaita basa, Mwari. You have kept this child... now guard the destiny inside her.”
​To Be Continued…
Felisha