THE DIARY OF A HOUSEWIFE

                                                       There’s this joke I love: A man prayed to God every single day to win the lottery. “Please, God, let me win. I need this. Just once, let me win the lottery!” Months passed, and he prayed with the same dedication. Finally, God had enough and appeared before the man. “Look,” God said, “I can help you win the lottery. Of course I can. But bro… you’ve got to buy a ticket first!” Funny, right? But also, painfully true. Manifesting your dreams is just like that. Wishing, hoping, praying—it’s powerful. It sets your intentions, gives you focus, and fills you with positivity. But here’s the kicker: manifestation isn’t magic. You have to take the first step. You have to buy the ticket.                   ...

  Someone cuts you off in traffic. A colleague makes a snide remark. A stranger on social media decides to “educate” you on your own expertise. A friend doesn't bother to respond to your messages. It’s so tempting to react, to lash out, to let the frustration take over. I’ve learned (and am still learning) that the pause between someone’s provocation and my response is where my strength lies. That pause isn’t just silence—it’s choice. It’s both humbling and empowering to realise that while we can’t control others’ words or actions, we do have control over how we respond. But let’s be honest—it’s easier said than done. So, what do I do when I feel provoked, I write. It helps me untangle my emotions, understand why I felt triggered, and respond in a way that helps me be who I want to be, not who someone else wants me to become in that moment.                           ...