19/02/2026
JOURNEY OF A STRONG WOMAN1 πͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺ
Sometimes life is not fair , sometimes our plans never succeed as we expect yet effort has been put ,sometimes we find ourselves stuck at one place whilst we work hard both in prayer and in the physical that's life my dear sister IT SHALL COME TO PASS ," PANOBUDIKA APA "
In 2020 COVID 19 period ,things were difficult for me ,I was a private christian school teacher and we where not paid for holidays meaning by that time were like" marovha " no salaries coming yet I was renting and also having kids to look after it wasn't well at all I remember one day my last born Son ,we cooked sadza and there was nothing to serve with "muriwo panga pasina " I have to serve sadza only and I gave to myself and the kids ,then my son asked "mom are we eating sadza only ,tikudya zvakadaro ?" and I said yes my son it with a smile ,I didn't want my kids to notice the pain in me as a mother ,after eating our sadza we played and sleep , tomorrow morning it was a Saturday ,I woke up ,prayed and go out I remembered I left 20c coin at the tuckshop one day ,I sent my firstborn son to request for an egg on that change ,on his way back with one egg filled with the excitement that I'm going to eat sadza and egg instead of sadza only while running as he try to step into the house he fell down and the egg was broken ππππthe only egg we have ,the only relish for our sadza ππππ I saw my little boy crying , not because of the egg I saw the pain inside the little Saul about the situation in the house ,as a mother I picked my son and comforted him that IT SHALL COME TO PASS , I sat down and I muttered" God make a way for me , remember my prayers " I went inside my bedroom I started to select all my clothes , jackets ,shoes i packed them into a 90 kg sack and I told my children tomorrow I'm going out to sell these clothes . Sunday morning 5am I left the house to Sun valley plots just after Hatclif I sold my clothes some with money ,some they gave me maize ,some they gave me wheat ,some they gave me beans "but dzimwe ndakazobirwawo andirambe sefirst time ,kune vakandibirawo Mwari ave nemi " I came back home with two buckets of maize ,gallon of beans and two gallons of wheat , I went to the grindmill with my maize and Ipacked meali meal in 2kgs and I started to sell mealie meal and beans , sometimes when you are just inside you won't see some of the opportunities out there ,get out of the house women ,go and explore what others are doing.Kuramba uchingochema muripaone place will never bring change ,rise up my sister pinda munevamwe and learn .My first day at the market with my mealie meal I met two friends ( two be identified later ) they tought me on how they were ordering clothes at Mbare at low cost with as little as $10 ,so Isold my mealie meal with with the zeal to go to Mbare for that mukoto ,in 2 days my mealie meal was finished.It wasn't easy to go to Mbare as soldiers and police was everywhere so ...............to be continued
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