Flower chronicles

Bloom Out Loud.


  • Everyone talks about the wedding. The dress, the flowers, the vows, the dancing. What nobody really sits you down and talks about is the morning after all of that, when real life begins and you realize that becoming a wife is not just a title. It is a full transformation.


    And transformation, as beautiful as it is, can be uncomfortable.You are not just joining a person. You are joining a world. Marriage does not just bring two people together. It brings two families, two upbringings, two sets of habits, two different ideas of how a home should feel, smell, sound, and run. Suddenly you are navigating a new family dynamic, learning unspoken rules, figuring out where you fit, and trying to do all of that with grace while still holding onto who you are.


    Integration into a new family is not something that happens overnight. It takes patience, and a lot of it. There will be moments where you feel like an outsider in a space that is supposed to be yours. There will be traditions you do not understand, ways of doing things that feel foreign, and people who need time to warm up to you just as much as you need time to warm up to them. That is normal. Give it time. Give it grace. And give yourself permission to not have it all figured out immediately.


    What helps is showing up with genuine curiosity rather than the need to prove yourself. Ask questions. Observe. Find the small things you genuinely appreciate about your new family and let those be your entry points. You do not have to belong to everyone all at once.


    Learning your new space :
    There is something deeply personal about the way a woman occupies her space. Your old apartment, your old room, your old routines those were yours. Every corner of that space reflected you. Now you are learning to share space, to compromise on things you never thought you would have to compromise on, like where the couch goes or how the kitchen is organized. My husband leaves his shoes everywhere and anywhere and boy!!!? It drives me insane.


    Reality? It’s less about interior design or where things should be and more about identity. When you are learning your new space, you are also learning a new version of yourself. A version that considers another person in decisions both big and small. That is not losing yourself. That is expanding.
    But expansion requires intention. Make sure there is still a corner of your world that is entirely yours. A hobby, a space in the home, something that reminds you of who you were before the ring and who you are still becoming.


    Your friendships will shift. Girl, Let them! :
    This one stings a little, but it needs to be said. Some friendships will not survive your marriage, and it will not always be because of conflict or fallout. Sometimes people simply cannot follow you into a new season of your life, and that is okay.
    Your priorities change. Your schedule changes. The conversations you want to have change. Friends who were your constants during your single years may start to feel distant, not because the love is gone but because the alignment is. And some friendships will surprise you by growing deeper and more meaningful.


    The key is not to force it in either direction. Do not shrink your marriage to keep friendships that no longer serve you, and do not abandon meaningful relationships just because your status has changed. A good friendship can hold the evolution of both people involved.


    What you will find is that you naturally gravitate toward women who are in similar seasons. Women who understand the balance you are trying to strike. Hold onto those.

    You will change. There is no version of this where you do not. You will become more patient in some areas and firmer in others. You will learn things about yourself that single life never revealed, because nothing will surface your edges quite like sharing a life with another person.


    You might become softer. You might become more decisive. You might discover that some habits you held onto for years no longer serve the life you are building. Let them go without guilt.
    Change is not betrayal of your former self. It is evidence that you are growing. The woman you are becoming is not a lesser version of who you were. She is more layered, more tested, and more grounded.
    But please, do not lose yourself in the process.
    This is the part worth underlining. In the busyness of becoming a wife, integrating into a new family, managing a new home, and showing up for a new dynamic, it is dangerously easy to quietly disappear into the role and forget the woman underneath it. Don’t let marriage become your entire personality.


    Keep your voice. Keep your opinions. Keep the things that make you, you. Your ambitions, your friendships – those that survive your growth, your interests, your sense of humor, your alone time. A marriage that requires you to erase yourself is not a partnership. It is a performance.


    The goal is not to become who your husband needs you to be. The goal is to grow together while remaining whole individually. Two whole people make a far stronger union than two people who have dissolved into each other.


    The transition is the journey.
    Nobody gets this perfectly.
    What matters is that you move through this season with intention. Know what you are willing to adjust and what you are not willing to compromise. Communicate. Be patient with yourself and with the process.
    Because the woman who comes out on the other side of this transition?

    She is something to look forward to.

  • Somewhere along the way, many women were taught that being a “good wife” means doing everything themselves.

    Cooking every meal.
    Cleaning every corner.
    Managing every responsibility.
    Showing up for everyone.
    And doing it all without ever appearing tired, overwhelmed, or in need of help.

    But the truth is: exhaustion is not a badge of honor.

    There is nothing noble about constantly running on empty just to prove you can handle everything alone.

    One of the greatest lessons I am learning as a wife is that self-care is not selfish. It is necessary. And sometimes self care looks less like spa days and more like giving yourself permission to ask for help.

    Paying for convenience does not make you lazy.

    Hiring a cleaner, ordering groceries, using delivery services, outsourcing certain tasks, or creating systems that make life easier is not failure. Often, it is wisdom. It is recognizing that your time, energy, peace, and mental health matter too.

    As women, we sometimes place unnecessary pressure on ourselves to “earn” rest. We feel guilty making life easier because we think struggling somehow proves our value. But you do not have to exhaust yourself to deserve softness.

    You have nothing to prove.

    Proverbs 31 speaks about a wise woman, but wisdom is not only found in hard work. Wisdom is also found in stewardship, knowing how to manage your energy, your home, your time, and yourself well.

    A healthy home is not built by a woman who is constantly depleted. It is built by someone who understands balance, grace, and sustainability.

    There is strength in admitting:

    • “I need support.”
    • “I cannot carry everything alone.”
    • “My peace matters too.”

    Buying your time back can create room for the things that truly matter:

    • being emotionally present,
    • resting properly,
    • spending quality time with your spouse,
    • pursuing purpose,
    • caring for your mental health,
    • and simply enjoying life more.

    Not everything has to be done the hard way.

    Sometimes the strongest thing a wife can do is stop glorifying burnout.

    You are allowed to rest.
    You are allowed to receive help.
    You are allowed to make life easier for yourself.
    And you are still valuable, capable, and worthy while doing so.

    Self care is not about escaping responsibility. It is about caring for yourself well enough that you can continue showing up fully for the life and people you love including yourself!

  • If you’re married to, dating, or even just living with an Arsenal fan… congratulations. You made it too. Because this 25/26 Premier League win was never just about football.


    It was 22 years of “maybe next season.”22 years of hope. 22 years of heartbreak packaged as “trust the process.”And let’s be honest the last few seasons made it even worse.

    Back to back second place finishes.
    So close you could almost touch it. Watching the team improve, fight, believe only to fall just short. Again.

    We watched our partners convince themselves every year:“This is our season to We are not winning this.”
    Then slowly spiral into stress and anxiety.

    We watched them calculate fixtures like accountants.
    Suddenly every other team mattered. Bournemouth. Everton, I know the gunners appreciate these teams. Everybody became temporary supporters of clubs they normally did not care for because “we need City to drop points.”The emotional range was unbelievable. Then there was a loud confidence.
    The tactical analysis nobody asked for.

    The stress pacing in April.
    The random silence after a loss.
    The dramatic “I’m done with this club” speeches. followed by watching the next game anyway. And this season? The doubt creeping in.

    Even the strongest Arsenal believers started asking:
    “What if it happens again?” Bottlers again?
    “What if we finish second again?”
    “Can we actually get over the line?”

    Every draw felt like a funeral. Every rival fan suddenly became unbearable. Every point mattered. But somehow, despite the fear, despite the history, despite the disappointment of recent years they kept believing.

    That’s the thing about Arsenal fans: resilience is built into them.

    They know what it means to wait.
    To hope again after disappointment.
    To stay loyal when things aren’t easy.
    To keep showing up.

    And honestly? There’s something beautiful about watching someone love something with that much patience and faith. So to the wives and girlfriends who sat through the match day moods, the superstitions, the commentary from the couch, the “don’t talk during corners,” and the emotional rollercoasters this trophy belongs to you too.

    You survived the banter years.
    You survived the heartbreak.
    You survived back to back second place finishes. And now, finally, you get to watch your man walk around the house smiling for absolutely no reason. But maybe there’s a lesson in all of this beyond football.

    Life doesn’t always reward people immediately. Sometimes the waiting season is long.

    Sometimes you come painfully close more than once. Sometimes people laugh at your dreams.

    Sometimes you lose, regroup, and try again.

    But consistency, loyalty, and belief eventually tell a story worth celebrating.

    So if your partner is an Arsenal fan, one thing is certain: that man understands resilience.

    Congratulations You Gunners!

  • Marriage is one of the most beautiful journeys two people can take together, but it is also one of the most refining. Many people enter marriage thinking love alone will carry them through every season, only to discover that marriage asks for much more than feelings. It asks for patience, grace, understanding, sacrifice, and a willingness to keep choosing each other even on difficult days.

    There are moments in marriage that feel effortless the laughter, companionship, shared dreams, quiet support, and deep friendship that forms over time. But there are also seasons that reveal parts of us we did not know needed healing. Misunderstandings can expose pride, fear, insecurity, or old wounds we may have carried for years. Yet even in those moments, there is beauty, because marriage has a way of shaping us into better people if we allow it to.

    God never designed marriage to be sustained by emotion alone. He designed it to be rooted in love that is intentional and selfless. The Bible says in 1 Corinthians 13:4-5:

    “Love is patient, love is kind… it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.”

    That kind of love takes practice. It requires humility. Sometimes the greatest act of love in marriage is choosing peace over proving a point, choosing understanding over assumption, and choosing gentleness when frustration would be easier.

    Marriage teaches you that commitment is not just about staying during the good times. It is about remaining faithful through growth, disappointment, change, and stretching seasons. It teaches you how to serve another person while still growing yourself. It teaches you how to communicate better, forgive quicker, and love deeper.

    One of the biggest threats to marriage is often not a lack of love, but unguarded pride. Pride makes it difficult to apologize, difficult to listen, and difficult to see your spouse with compassion. But humility creates room for healing, connection, and growth.

    That is why marriage must be protected intentionally.

    Protect it from constant criticism.
    Protect it from neglect.
    Protect it from comparison.
    Protect it from allowing resentment to grow in silence.

    Instead, nurture it with prayer, communication, honesty, and time together.

    Ecclesiastes 4:9 reminds us:

    “Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor.”

    Marriage was never meant to be a competition between two people. It is a partnership. A place where two individuals help carry each other through life while becoming stronger together.

    One of the most powerful things a person can do in marriage is remain teachable. Never stop learning your spouse. People grow, seasons change, and needs evolve. Be curious about each other. Be intentional about understanding one another. Be willing to grow together instead of apart.

    A healthy marriage is not built by perfect people. It is built by two people who continue showing up with grace, forgiveness, and commitment.

    And while marriage may challenge you, it also rewards you in ways that are difficult to describe. There is something deeply comforting about building a life with someone who knows your flaws and still chooses to stand beside you. There is beauty in growing older together, overcoming obstacles together, praying together, and creating a home filled with love and peace.

    Marriage is worth protecting because it is sacred. It is worth nurturing because it is valuable. And it is worth fighting for because, through it, God can teach us some of life’s greatest lessons about love, humility, patience, and grace.

    So cherish your marriage.
    Pray for it.
    Guard it carefully.
    And never stop growing within it.

  • Maybe the only way I can keep this site looking pretty and updated is when I have times like these :

    I am on a couch , I just had porridge re zviyo . It feels like a cuddle for my stomach . It will be a while until I get up but what’s really bugging me is that I need to take this empty bowl to the kitchen before the porridge dries up in it . I know how irritating it is to clean something like that .

    Even when I cook sadza , after dishing it I always make sure that the spoon I used is cleaned soon after . It makes life so much easier .

    So much craziness is happening in this world and it’s so hard to understand and deal with . It’s 4/27/2020 and we are in day something of lockdown, i have lost count.

    Someone said something that was so profound and it got stuck with me :

    “Take this time to reflect , be you , re plan , and be still , Know that it’s okay to reset goals . Just never give up if it means a lot to you” I hope to leave this with you too. Good morning over there ! Sunny side up over here please ! How do you like your eggs done ?

    Love Barbs x

  • Straight hair was the thing. Flick up sets, spiral sets, pin sets all of it was swag. Being in a school where girls did the most with their hair, relaxed, plaited, or whatever, every girl wore her crown with pride.

    And there I was. Natural hair, fairly long, and apparently in need of fixing at least according to my classmates, who never missed a chance to tell me how long and gorgeous my hair would be if I just relaxed it.

    So what did Barbs do? She went straight to her mom.

    Mom bought a relaxer kit, and that Friday after school, silly hair was going back to its place. I was excited. No salon needed either, because ma always handled my hair. I sat down between her legs, she parted my hair into four sections, and the next thing I knew there was cream on my scalp.

    Cold at first. Fine. Silly hair must go back to its place.

    A few moments later, it got uncomfortable. It stung. The smell was overwhelming. But did she stop? Absolutely not. She thugged it out, because silly hair must go back to its place.

    A few minutes after that, the cream started burning my scalp. And still, she sat there thugging it out, because she had been told that washing it off too quickly would be a waste.

    She thugged it out until she physically could not anymore.

    She rushed to the bathroom, washed it off, and felt instant relief. Didn’t think much of it. All that mattered was that silly hair was going back to its place.

    And it did. Her hair came out straight, silky, and soft. She was so happy.

    Let’s call that a day.

    The next morning, she woke up with pus all over her scalp. Her neck was stiff and sore. She couldn’t turn her head. She was in pain.

    She got rushed to a medical center, and the first thing the doctor said was:

    “We have to shave her hair off. All of it. To apply medication to the wounds.”

    Yeah. She went bald.

    And from that day, she made herself a promise: never again. No relaxers. Ever. It is not worth it.

    That experience traumatized her so deeply that she became afraid of off-the-shelf products altogether. So she started making her own, and she has never looked back.

    All her hair care tips are coming in the next post.

    To be continued.

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    ……after having a terrible experience with hair chemical relaxer I had to go bald. Yes, a potato head and it wasn’t a great experience. Thank God I don’t have a funny shapped head . I remember looking like a boy. Going back to school was a nightmare, cause here I was nursing wounds on my head and rocking a Zuda. At some point i think I vowed to never keep my hair because my doctor had said that there was a chance I would have a lot of bald patches .

    After a year , I took a chance and decided to keep my hair anyway and promised myself never to use a relaxing cream or anything close to that . I didn’t use off shelf products either , that is how much scared I was . After that experience I realised that I wasn’t the only one who had experienced that .

    I started noticing things I never cared about. Like how Lil girls get their hair relaxed all their life and later be told to embrace their natural hair. Like how black Afro hair i considered ‘unprofessional’ . That one is the funniest cause what is that? Telling a black person that their natural hair is unprofessional? ? Excuse me?

    So I formed a relationship with my hair. Loved it the way it is , cared for it and showed it off . Over the years I came up with a care routine that have worked for me and I am not turning back and I am happy to share that with you :

    Tip one : NEVER style/ touch your hair without moisturising it first . Water is perfect. Actually think of your hair as plant. You can mix olive oil , grapeseed, castor oil and water and use as an everyday hair spray . Raw shea butter is your friend to lock in moisture.

    Tip two : Find out your hair porosity. That way you will know the needs and characteristics of your hair .
    Link on how to do the test –

    https://www.essence.com/hair/transitioning/found-transition-chime-edwards-hair-porosity/

    Tip three : Be religious with the LOC method. Do it twice a week.
    Link –

    https://www.naturallycurly.com/curlreading/kinky-hair-type-4a/loc-method-the-routine-every-curly-should-know

    Tip four : hair masks
    These are a true definition of soft hair care. You could use honey, eggs, mayonnaise, apple cider vinegar and Rice water. My personal favourite is mayonnaise and I let it sit for about 4 hours max.

    Tip five : Detangle, detangle and detangle

    Tip six : Protective styles are your friend. Especially in winter . But do remember to take care of your hairline. Some styles aren’t hairline friendly.

    Tip seven: Use a silk head scarf or a silk pillow case. I am never lucky with this one to be honest cause the head scarf always ends up somewhere in the bed covers . I don’t know how it happens. So I make it a point to plait my hair in huge twists instead to avoid breakage

    Tip eight : AVOID HEAT.

    Tip nine : massage your scalp. That blood circulation influences hair growth.

    Tip ten: EMBRACE YOUR HAIR

    If you have your favorite tips, share in the comments section.

    YouTube is your friend on ways you can style your natural hair.

    Love Barb

  • I think I am going to keep “Random thoughts” as an official name for each post. Not to say, I cant be creative or anything but at some point i remember wanting a themed blog for a black girl who dances alone in her room. The one that likes cold stuff when it’s cold..anyway its not really working out like that. Cause this is another random post and it’s great to just let out some things.

    So, someone passed away in the neighborhood and i know this because i could hear ngoma, hosho and funeral songs for a couple of days and nights . Pane vashaikirwa. So that got me thinking of a story. I can’t remember for the life of me if this is from a bible, or from a movie or something I read. I can’t jot it down. It was a story about a man who lost his mom (could have been the wife ) and he was really hurt. He didn’t speak to no one, didn’t do much. Didn’t move much. When people visited him they would always pass on their condolences. In his heart he is acknowledging them , he appreciated them . But he had no voice and didn’t speak to anyone. Many people visited . When his friends visited , they didn’t speak , they came and sat close to him in silence,until the day he opened his mouth to speak. They didn’t try ask him how he was doing. They didn’t try have conversations at all , for days. All they did was sit next to their friend who had lost someone close to him. They understood his pain and that he will talk when he is ready.
    I find that beautiful. Something I wish some people could be able to do. Just being there, no questions, no rush to know what happened. Just let me deal until I am ready  to speak to anyone and face the world….

     

    So what do you know, there is comfort within silence .

  • There comes a point when you realize you’re dynamite, and that you deserve nothing less than the best.

    A point where half baked relationships and half hearted friendships stop serving your growth. And honestly, who wants half baked anything? Who wants to pour in a hundred while someone else scrapes together a twenty?

    That’s not balance. That’s people feeding off your energy.

    As you grow older, you want people who match your pace, who celebrate your wins, challenge your thinking, and show up fully. Not people who benefit from your light while dimming it at the same time. That kind of dynamic will exhaust you. It will quietly stunt your progress while they take everything you offer and give nothing back.

    So if you didn’t know, now you do: some people are capable of being absolute leeches.

    You want people who embrace your authenticity, who don’t just tolerate your differences but appreciate them. People who make you better, not people who make you smaller.

    Half baked isn’t anyone’s portion. Period.

    There also comes a point where solitude feels like a relief, because silence is far better than fake presence. Why compromise your peace by absorbing the weight of people who bring nothing but noise and negativity?

    So yes. Be stingy with yourself. Your energy, your time, your space, all of it.

    Because some people ain’t all that most of the times. And the sooner you know that, the freer you become.

  • Woah, you know when one of the Kardashian’s was like “it was a year of realizing stuff”? I don’t remember if she said that before or after a new year but yes, now I get her .

    There are things that happen to you and for a moment, or rather, for many moments you go through life at ten pakashatas /per hour .

    Realizing stuff mostly comes from a place of solitude, a lonely place, growth and an uncomfortable place and it’s not always fun. Realizing stuff means you are learning something that will help you find rich corners of yourself and turn you into a better person. There are things that used to bother you that don’t bother you anymore because you have realized that they don’t have that much power over you and don’t mean much because you have grown out of certain things and habits? All you really need to focus on is you because you’re the one who carries yourself? Confirm realizing things comes from a quiet place ? You have to get quiet to hear the demons you fight with everyday .

    So hey guys , I am just here to remind you that you never stop realizing things cause that comes with growth and with that, Isn’t life beautiful ?

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