Watrahyle Blessing Peter @blessingwatrahylepeter

As I sat down after paying for my pint I was taken with how much the pub had changed over the years. Not in a bad way, per se. Just moved along with the times, I supposed. It was no longer the haunt of 16 year olds drinking strong cider and hoping the landlord wouldn't throw them out. And quite right, too, for 16 year olds had no business being in pubs. God, I was getting more and more like my old man

Anyhow, I was into my third sup when a young lady held out her hand and said "Hi, Jeff, it's Louise."

Taken aback, because my name's Paul, I must have looked like a right plonker. "Louise? Daffygirl 75? From the website," she continued.

Then I got it. She must be having a blind date and I'd looked enough like the description of this Jeff guy for her to introduce herself. I shook my head and shrugged.

"Im sorry, Louise. My name's Paul. You've got the wrong guy, I'm afraid."

And in that moment she seemed to be disappointed, though enough girls have been disappointed when it IS me they're meeting. So that meant nothing. But though I've never been confident with women, I then suggested to her that if she took a seat at an empty table, Jeff would turn up. But if he didn't, she was very welcome to sit with me. Because she was really pretty and that would have been nice. And I was brave enough to suggest that because there was no chance of rejection and embarrassment. Either the guy would turn up or he wouldn't. In which case she'd slope off feeling hurt.

After about thirty minutes, though, she introduced herself again, much to my surprise. "Looks like Jeff's stood me up," she said. "Would it be alright if I sat down?"

And in that moment I kind of lost the power of intelligent conversation. "Err.....yea," fell out of my mouth instead. Long story short, we talked for ages. It was relaxed and low key. Because I wasn't on notice to play the part of a sophisticated, witty, sexy guy, I was relaxed and my conversation was the better for it. We talked about tons of stuff and, because it wasn't a date, I didn't fumble or stumble. That said, I was still surprised when she wrote her phone number on a scap of paper and put it into my hand just before she left the pub.

I rang her a couple of days later, worried that the magic of our first meeting was a one hit wonder. As it turned out, though, it was the opposite. It wasn't exactly love at second sight, but over the next few weeks, and then the next month or three, it developed into it. And we moved in together a year later. And I've never been happier.

Losing a child and having to bury them. A man lost his son and couldn’t bare the thought of living without him. He was suffering and couldn’t believe his son was gone. He cried and cried every day and night, missing his son, wishing things were different.
He couldn’t sleep and hadn’t slept in a long time. One night an old medicine man came to him in a dream and told him “Enough!! That’s enough crying!!” The dad told him “I cannot stop, I am never going to see him again!” The old Medicine man said, “Do you want to see him again?” The dad says “yes of course” the old medicine man takes him to the entrance of happy hunting ground where he sees many little beautiful children, so happy and innocent, carrying eagle feathers into the happy hunting grounds, smiling and laughing and just so beautiful. The dad asks “where is my son? Who are these kids?” The old medicine man said “these are the children that are called home early, they are innocent and loved and they go right through to the happy hunting grounds, so happy” the dad says “and my son? Where is he? Why isn’t he with these children?” The old medicine man said, “come this way” and guided him to the side of entrance. A small boy with a beautiful smile was standing there watching all the children enter the happy hunting grounds. He was standing there within reach of an eagle's feather. His dad grabbed him and hugged him, and the boy kissed his dads' cheeks and told him he missed him. The dad said “why don't you have a eagles feather like the other kids? Why are you waiting here at the entrance?”
The boy said “I keep trying to get the eagle feather Daddy, but your tears pull it out of reach. I see you are so sad, and I am tied to that feeling so I wait here until you’re ok” the dad burst out crying for the last time, he told his son, “Get that eagle feather and go, I will be ok, and I know you will be too”
- Don't cry too long for that loved one you lost, whether son, daughter, husband, mother or father!! Let them rest in peace, don't torment your life, because they won't come back, have faith that you will be together again, and that Creator makes us a beautiful home with all our loved ones when we leave this world.

**I'll appreciate everyone's opinion and additions...🙏**
# **Story**

The story of Alex is one of heartbreak, loss, and ultimately, resilience. Alex had already experienced the pain of abandonment when his father left him, but he had found solace in the love of his grandmother and the comfort of his therapy sessions. However, when Lily died in a tragic car accident, Alex was completely shattered.

His sensitivity, which had been both a strength and a challenge for him, became a burden that he struggled to bear. He felt as if he had lost a part of himself, and the pain was overwhelming. He became withdrawn and shut himself off from the world, unable to cope with the reality of his loss.

The first threshold that made Alex cry was the moment he found out about Lily's death. The news hit him like a ton of bricks, and he was unable to control his emotions. He cried uncontrollably, his grief consuming him.

The second threshold that made Alex cry was when he had a massive fight with Jake. In his pain, he lashed out and pushed away the one person who was trying to help him. He ran away, leaving everyone worried sick, and felt ashamed and guilty for what he had done. When he finally returned, he cried as he apologized to Jake, realizing the depth of his mistake.

The third threshold that made Alex cry was when he realized that he couldn't keep running away from his pain. He knew he had to confront his emotions and try to find a way to move forward. It was a difficult and painful process, but he talked to his therapist and his loved ones, and he slowly started to work through his grief. He cried as he let out all the pain he had been holding inside, but he also felt a sense of relief and release.

As time went by, Alex learned to find joy in the moments he shared with others. Although he would never forget Lily, he realized that he could honor her memory by living his life to the fullest. He also learned that his sensitivity was a gift, and he was grateful for the support of his grandmother, his therapist, and his friend, Jake.

Through his tears, Alex found strength and resilience. He knew that life was full of challenges, but he also knew that he had the strength to face them. He had learned that it was okay to cry, that it was okay to feel pain, and that it was okay to lean on the people who loved him. And with that knowledge, he faced the future with courage and hope.

*the end*

I went for an audition yesterday and the audition was for me to join a church choir and it was very strict like the likes of Nigerian idol, the voice or even project fame. Asides Cooking the other thing I really know how to do well is singing and I wasn't born with it at all I had to always rehearse , learn how to breathe diaphragmatiacally, having a clear tone,pitch perfect and how to carry the audience along. But me with all this sophistication was still very scared and sore afraid of the unknown because we were warned strictly about somethings.i was number 20 on the list of 50 singers I was sweating profusely, because intense fear has covered me but it's something I know how to do very well.They didn't call the number from top, it was something random I was called third and my heart started to pound so so fast I couldn't even give them the name of the song I was to sing I was stuttering so bad it got to the point I started crying I wasn't given the spot not because I wasn't a good singer but I made my fear have a better part of me and I lost it my advice to friends here let that skill that thing you really have knowledge of let it be your courage and strength never be timid again it's for fools.

So as early in the morning last week Monday I went outside to wash my mouth and I saw a letter underneath our gate and. The content of the letter States that some thieves will come and Rob us and they gave the dates they were to come and do that and they told us in 5 days times they will come but they didn't come that day not until yesterday when no one was expecting they robbed us empty such a painful experience.

My neighbors son took his girlfriend out with his father's car so the man came home looking for his vehicle he went around asking neighbors but they had no idea because the man travelled and just returned and his car was missing then he called the police and told them about it they said his son took it out and slhe went to that location beat up his son and embarrassed him in public and the girlfriend claimed not to have any idea that the guy took the car without his father's knowledge.