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“When Grief Is Not Respected”

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There are moments in life when you expect compassion, or at the very least silence. Losing someone who shaped your whole world, someone you lived with for over 11 years, cared for, and shared a life with, should be one of those moments. But for me, grief has been met with something very different. For years, I’ve carried the weight of a difficult situation, harassment, intimidation, emotional pressure, and behaviour that chipped away at our peace. I stayed quiet. I tried to keep the peace. I tried to move forward with our life's, even when we were being dragged backwards. When Jennie passed away, I thought the hostility would stop. I thought grief would soften things. Instead, it became another weapon. Another way to twist the knife. Another way to try to control us, silence me, or make me feel like I had no right to honour the woman I lived with for over a decade, the woman that trust me, not them. I’ve been accused, threatened, and spoken to like I’m doing something wrong simply ...

The part about jealous people Blog post section

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  THE PART ABOUT JEALOUS PEOPLE - BLOG POST SECTION There’s a certain type of person in this world - and you know exactly the type I mean. They never support you. They never clap when you’re winning. They never say “well done,” “I’m proud of you,” or even a simple “are you okay” when life hits hard. But they’re always watching. Not to learn from you. Not to grow with you. Not to celebrate you. They’re watching because they’re waiting. Waiting for you to slip. Waiting for you to fall. Waiting for the moment they can say, “See? I knew it.” These people don’t want to see you rise because your rise reminds them of everything they lack inside themselves. Your talent exposes their emptiness. Your strength exposes their weakness. Your voice exposes their silence. They can’t create what you create. They can’t build what you build. They can’t be who you are. So instead of working on themselves, they fixate on you. They copy you. They mimic you. They steal from you. They talk about you. They...

No One Speaks About The Truth When It Comes To Support = 📚 Monthly prize = Real Support Only

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   No One Speaks About The Truth When It Comes To Support  No One Speaks About The Truth When It Comes to Support There are some truths that sit heavy on the heart, and this is one of them. For a long time, I’ve carried the weight of watching someone incredibly talented someone full of music, creativity, and light, be surrounded by people who never truly saw her. Not the way Jennie deserved to be seen by them. Jennie had an amazing gift and a massive heart. Anyone who heard Jennie sing knows that. But what people don’t know is how often that gift was met with silence, criticism, or worse discouragement from the very people who should have lifted Jennie up. The truth is simple: the people who should have been Jennies biggest supporters weren’t there for Jennie at all! Not in the way Jennie needed and wanted. Not in the way Jennie deserved. The people who barely knew Jennie, friends, strangers, people who stumbled across Jennie or our music, showed us more love and respect ...

📚 Books & Creative Work (From Ages 4 to Adults)

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My love will always continue in everything I do. Books & Creative Work (From Ages 4 to Adults) Children’s Books (Ages 4–12) Storybooks for early readers (ages 4–6) Adventure stories for older kids (ages 7–12) Fun, imaginative tales for the “big kids” in the family Personalised children’s stories with custom names and details Activity Books Maze books Adult Books. The heart felt Jennie Bonita Bed Time Story Poetry Colouring Book, Activity series Word search books,  Word finder books,  Spelling and vocabulary activity books Fiction,  Short stories      Novels Adventure, drama, mystery, emotional journeys, the full mix. Real‑life reflections,  Motivational and personal insight writing.  Informative guides and themed topics.  Poetry.  Emotional poetry.  Humorous poetry,  Deep, expressive collections,  Music‑inspired poetry,  Personalised Books  Custom stories for kids,  Personalised adult stories,  Name...

Talking About the New Spot the Difference Book, and Why Jennie Will Always Be Part of My Work and always in my heart

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  Talking About the New Spot the Difference Book - and Why Jennie Will Always Be Part of My Work So, here’s where I’m up to. I’ve been working on this new kids’ Spot the Difference book - bright pages, fun little puzzles, a few important pictures tucked in, and that playful style that keeps kids busy and smiling. It’s part of a bigger plan I had ages ago: a whole collection of children’s books. Life took its turns, things changed, and the first book didn’t happen back then… but I’m here now, doing it properly, doing it with heart. And here’s the thing people need to understand: Jennie is in everything I create. Not because I’m trying to “add her in” or make it a theme, but because she is my theme. She’s my foundation, my spark, my reason I even pick up a pen. She’s in my thoughts, my ideas, my stories, my artwork. She’s in my voice when I write. She’s in the way I see the world. So yes, even in a kids’ Spot the Difference book, you’ll feel her there. Not in a heavy way. Not in ...

“The Control They Trying to Take Even After Jen had Gone”

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  I choose love “The Control They Tried to Take Even After Jen had Gone” My love goes nowhere From the very beginning, there were signs of manipulation. Not the obvious kind, the quiet kind. The kind that creeps in through threats, pressure, and people acting like they have authority over your life when they don’t. When Jennie passed, I said what any fiancé would say: I wanted Jennie to have dignity. A coffin. A proper goodbye from the home Jennie lived in. But instead of support, I got accused of “taking control.” As if wanting to honour the woman I love with the best send off was some kind of power move, it's called wanting to live by our plans we made, the wishes we made, and they want to destroy that too. The truth? I had to run every single detail past them. Every choice. Every decision. Even the speech. And when they handed me their version of the speech, the one they wrote, they made me sound like I was nothing. Like I was just some roadie who happened to be around. Eleven ...

“The Noise Around Me, But It's My Love Grounds Me!”

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“The Noise Around Me, But It's Love That's Grounds Me!”  “The Noise Around Me when there's only Jennie in my mind, The Love That Grounds Me” I’ve watched fake friends disappear, fake family disappear, but this is another level, they call it gang stalking... I’ve watched silent watchers sit on my pages, taking everything in but offering nothing back. I’ve watched people who barely knew us try to control the narrative of our life together. I’m tired. I’m hurt. I’m angry. I'm heartbroken, I’m still grieving the woman who is my world. But here’s the truth that none of them can erase: Jennie loved me. Jennie lived with me. Jennie built over 11 years of her life with me. Jennie chose me. No amount of hacking, deleting, or rewriting documents will ever change that. The boys have been fantastic all the way through this, even though they to had threats and people trying to manipulate them too, they know where the love is, that's our home and not with the outside nose, an...