WORLDPULSE AND ME



Who will believe my story? Life became so hard when I left business for a white collar job, it became so unbearable that we scramble for food and my children and husband became my enemies because the workplace hostility was automatically unleashed on these loved ones. I became weepy and found it hard to look at people in the face.



Miracle came when my husband registered with Worldpulse, he said it is a place where women can pour down their agonies. I was eager to meet the agony aunties. I joined Worldpulse. All the poems under the bed (because I was banned from writing in the office) were immediately published and I had a network of sisters.



My life took a turn around when I was selected as one of the Voices of Our Future correspondents, my self esteem that has gone to ground zero was shaken to the marrow by my mentor; Ma Natalie Safir. I never knew that sadness has any bearing on a woman’s health and all those agonizing night culminated into an illness.



Nobody with me, except MY husband and children I had became hostile to in the time of my distress.
The Doctor said I had XYZ, the nurse said; HIV. I was diagnosed with, hypertension, Pneumonnia, typhoid and Malaria fever all in a day.



Like mother hen; Worldpulse friends protected me. My stipend from VOF paid my hospital bills.



Immediately I was sent back from the land of the dead, I decided to live my vision.



Recovery was slow but the Network friendship became so deep. I lived for Worldpulse, the only mail I received were from these online family members. Not long, Ma K-Lee Starland landed like Zuma rock, she taught me that no one can put down without my consent and I must leave confinement that restricts joy.



I resigned to fate and began the journey of my life. With penury, I visited India for a month, from there, I was referred to further training in Cape Town for a year and from Cape town to Ireland for 3-5 years PHD programme. A woman who could not feed herself last year is sponsoring trainings of women today.



So life can be this sweet? I must be a Miracle birth by Worldpulse Spirit.

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