The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

Things are about to change for you. May the overthinking and the doubt exit your mind right now. May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life. You have been strong long enough. It is time to start receiving blessing. I you deserve them "I took a deep breath ...…

I than went to the pots and there was no food at all, I than left like am gone take my last breath. I drank water and went to sleep. We woke up the next morning with my mother and we went town to get some food. We collected almost everything that would feel up the pain of hunger that was there.

My journey was getting more extended daily with sorrow. But it would be super satisfying to be around my grandmother, she was such an active soul. She would stand up and dance with me, we would sing our hearts off. She was a happy soul, Very happy.

My mother than had go to one of the women that his husband has died earlier on this year. They were family, but did not get along very well .... You widowed lady was just another person I shocked.

The mother of my two cousins that were living with my grandmother just did not care. The children had bruises, the did not even complete the academic year because they had no school shoes. My soul was in jail, it was locked up.

But my mother was the like the breed winner of the family. She was there to save the day all the time every day.

We were building my grandmother a new house! New material and everything. Seeing a smile on her face was over the best feeling that nature could give in. The angles submitted.

Something strange happened while my mom was going see the place where she is gone start building the new house for my grandmother. Right in the middle of the yard there was a big whole ?!Three bricks where missing also. My mom was told to stop or rather not start building the house for my grandmother as yet cause than she would lose family members one by one.

It was clear that God took his time to pick my life for breath … times silence would scream loud. I mean keeping low was the best remedy. Wanting to be seen all the time was a sickness that even my ancestor cannot cure or rather tolerate. My mother told me to move in silence and let everything speak for itself. I had to remember that if they do not talk about me than am not doing it right in my world, that am just not letting my soul breath for itself. I had to argue with my ancestors.

I could not solve my problems with the same thinking I used to create them.  Sometimes I felt like rather than sitting around and feeling sorry for myself I had to take action and create my problems. I had to be who I say I am, SAMKELISIWE NZAMA. Because in the end those who matter, do not mind those who matter _Dr Seuss