Month: January 2017

Fighting for my life and giving back to women fighting for theirs, made me a Hero – according to my children.

via Instagram by Tambu-christel. We dont just sit and brag about the things we have!! I have been donating my persomal “things” and encouraged my surrounding to do so for years. In addition to the monthly contributions from me to organizations of my choice… we don’t just “post” to brag

MESSAGE: “Girl, you are beautiful.”

via Facebook by Tambu-christel. Girl, you are beautiful. Not your face. Not your body but your soul.  The way you smile, the way you laugh and the way you are. Pure Gold and light. This!! I always tell people that I don’t like when anyone calls me beautiful because beauty

MESSAGE: “Men I previously dated were not ready for the things I was ready for.”

via Facebook by Tambu-christel. MESSAGE TO YOUNGER GIRLS FOLLOWING ME – I can honestly say that it came a time where I would entertain unhealthy situations with men and when things didn’t work out, I thought I was to blame. However, this is how I finally came to realise I

Men with “inflated egos”

Via facebook by Tambu-christel Children,  As I grow into my personal womanhood I see the mistakes I have done in the past and some I still do but try to break away from. Today we’re gonna touch #InflatedEgo in men. DISCLAIMER – I AM SHARING ALL THESE POSTS WITH YOU

Losing value of self due to unhealthy past situations.

via facebook by Tambu-christel Some of us women have lost the value of ourselves due to series of unhealthy relationships. Verbal abuse from our parents, family members, friends and overall people that mattered to us the most. You perhaps were bullied at school and/or by people (men and women) in your

INSPIRATIONAL STORIES: “My parents arranged a marriage for me.”

Via facebook from Jesicca Beavers in Autralia. **Please excuse her english. I will not auto-correct it as I want it to be authentic to what she wrote. Regards, Tam.” My family arranged marriage for me when I was 13with a guy he was 16 years old I never met him

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