May Flowers Grow in the Saddest Parts of Me
I will plant flowers in the places where grief once lived.
NETA NWAEDOZIE
Hi, I’m Neta.
Nothing here is fiction. Every word I write, my pain, my love, my past, my opinion, is real. I’ve spent too long being asked if my stories are made up. They’re not.
I write because I must; raw, unfiltered, and sometimes uncomfortable truth. And somewhere in these words, there’s a quiet love that reminds me softness exists.
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Time Won’t Stop, So I’ll Run with It
If time won’t stop, then neither will I.
March 16
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Even at 50, I'd Still Want My Mum
I will always want my mum.
The Future I Am Building, Far Away and Full of Love
Suspect: The Love That Feels Like Coming Home
The Love That Feels Like Coming Home
You are mine, and I am yours.
You are mine, and I am yours.
I Want To Live
Some nights, I wonder where I will end up.
I Have Searched for God in Millions of People
I have searched for God in millions of people.
Before I Saw You, I Heard You, and I Loved You
In his love, I am home.
My Journey of Discovering God
In this heartfelt reflection, I share my personal journey of discovering God; not as a distant creator, but as a friend, protector, and guide. I invite you to explore your own connection to Him and embrace His love.
A Letter to Tomorrow: A Year of Rising
2025 isn’t about perfection but rising from the ashes of what 2024 left behind.
This year, I am choosing courage, resilience, and hope over despair. This is my year of growth
This year, I am choosing courage, resilience, and hope over despair. This is my year of growth
The Deep Embrace: My Journey into the Ocean of Love
As I sit outside, the stars twinkling above me, I feel the pull of the night sky. It's like love is calling me, urging me to dive deeper into my own heart. I've always been scared to go too deep, afraid of what I might find. But I've come to see that love isn't just a feeling; it's a choice. It's choosing to be open, to be vulnerable, and to stay in the moment.The past no longer holds me back. Instead, I'm pushed forward by hope and endless possibilities. In the ocean of love, I've found amazing...
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C. S. Lewis