Creative Writing

Today’s blog post is for anyone who has ever thought that death is the only option. All you want is peace and you are tired. But maybe your story isn’t over yet. Keep trying❤️❤️❤️ Keep trying Try to get back on your feet Try to leave the room and breathe... Read more

No one ever prepares you for the day when you have to walk in and out of hospital mortuaries trying to look for your partner’s body. No one hugs you or holds your hand because you want to prove everyone wrong. A part of you is hopeful that he is... Read more

Summer, autumn winter, spring😀 I welcomed my spring season with teary eyes, relief and a sigh of relief, ‘Phew so it is finally over’. Mama says I should enjoy my spring season and guess I am trying my best to do so. I am in my happy girl era, trying... Read more

Thinking of all the mothers that only carried but never got a chance to hold their children in their arms. Sending hugs and prayers to the mothers that are grieving over the loss of their children. Hoping that the mothers who have strained relationships with their children will find their... Read more

To those who held our hands and assured us that we got this. We smile and remember you when we achieve something. To our friends in faraway places whom we have never met but know a lot about them. Thank you for being vulnerable, for being human and for helping... Read more

Dear Mrs Brown When I passed my test last week, I saw you smiling and your two front teeth were missing. You looked happy and you could not contain the joy. You forced my depressed self to live again and you never left my side. You kept on bringing back... Read more

If I am being honest moving on feels like burying and forgetting a part of myself. It has been a painful and difficult journey. A journey that got me singing along to one of Baba Harare’s songs each night while my eyes were glued to the mirror. I have held... Read more

Busi,I now know the rhythm of your snoring because sleep has become alien to me. I have tried to erase the memory of Chamu’s death but it has been glued on my mind. I have tried to console myself that it will get better but I guess it is too... Read more

I smile on my happy days and cry myself to sleep when my heart aches. I threw away my superwoman cape ages ago. I realised that being a superwoman makes me, someone, I am not. I want to be a strong woman who knows that vulnerability does not her weak.... Read more

When I smile and laugh may it be a reminder that happiness is something that I deserve. When my heart and body ache and I am so close to giving up. May I remind myself that it’s okay to feel the pain? When I am overcome by fear and doubt... Read more

Finding someone who will love you for being you is amazing, share your memories with that person be vulnerable around them is a great feeling. Of late I have been asking myself how I got to be this lucky. Guess love has been chasing after me all these years and... Read more

I use public transport most of the time and I prefer commuter omnibuses to pirate taxis. I have heard a lot of disturbing stories about pirate taxis. My other valid reason for using public transport is it’s safer and at least if everyone drops off before I do I am... Read more

Happy Easter holidays my lovelies. I hope you will have a refreshing holidays “Life is lived forward and understood backwards”! That’s one of my Mum’s favourite sayings and with time this saying is making sense in my life In March I -Stopped being sad and allowed me to heal and... Read more

“Not all love stories have happy endings. Some end with paramedics, handcuffs and stretch carts”- The Baobab I never wanted to kill him, I never wanted him to be fighting for his life. Was I even brave enough to fight back? I am still in a state of shock and... Read more

Who is Samantha The Makeup Artist • Samantha is a young entrepreneur born & raised in Mutare, now based in Harare. I am an Agricultural Specialist by profession however currently perusing my passion which is Makeup. If Samantha The Makeup Artist is not giving a facebeat, how does she go... Read more