Winter ABC Day 30: Thank You AfroBloggers

Dear AfroBloggers

Greetings to you African bloggers
The scribes who type out the chronicles of our generation
The we'll researched historians who link our past to our identify
The innovators and game changers of the motherland
I thank you for inviting me into the community
I have found a tribe, people like and just maybe, a family
My first assignment was to blog every single day of June
Accepting the challenge was easy but the task at hand was not
Yet I accept that your goal is to mould flexible writers
This challenge tested will and tenacity
As you know that we have so many obstacles between loadshedding and expensive data
But you challenged myself and other writers to run the race
Now we are at the finishing line
Thank you so much for the opportunity
Thank you for the patience
Thank you for sharing the links to the blogs
That's the purpose of communities, support
We now move forward into the later part of winter
The month of July which also marks the second half of the year
May the following months be fruitful
I look forward to workshops and opportunities to learn how to blog better
I hope that numbers may increase on my blog
And in turn the blog is viable
This is achievable through the relationship within AfroBloggers
I thank you for the 30 Day blogging challenge
And I look forward to new blogging experiences

Yours sincerely

Lady E

P.S. Always write your own love story!

Ciao!

Lady E

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Whatever I said, whatever I did, I didn't mean it, I just want you back for good" Lyrics by Take That, yes Gen Z, a British pop guy group that were there before One Direction. I'll admit that I do like Harry, and love Zayn Malik. But that's none of our business. I wear my heart on my sleeve today. I always wear it and even wrap it around like a head wrap, or loin clothe. I miss her so much. The fire, and the passion. In some ways her feminine energy was always endearing. She had big dreams that she would repeatedly diarise. Imagine a whole vibe when she comes into the room? She would take time to do her make up and fix her hair. She had to look like the lady that she aspired to be. Really don't know how she lost it? I want that girl back, the spirit and fire, but I want her to be.... ...the woman I'm becoming. P.S. : Always write your own love story! Ciao! Lady E

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