Life of African Deaf

With Lucia C Luo – I just got recognized as one of their top fans! 🎉

Success starts with one small step this morning.

Lord, thank You for the gift of life this morning. Thank You for watching over me even when I did not know. As I step into this new day, I ask for Your guidance. Direct my steps, protect my heart, and surround my home with peace. Remove every silent battle that drains my spirit, and replace it with strength, courage and hope. Father, let today be filled with open doors, divine favor, and unexpected blessings. Amen. 🙏✨

Goodmorning
Don’t ignore the power of engagement.
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Facebook rewards people who show up consistently.
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So be intentional.
Be active.
Be supportive.
Because online influence is built through connection.

Let’s grow together.
Consistency wins always. 💯🔥

💔 To Every Young Girl and Woman Thinking About Abortion 💔

Life can hit us in ways we never expect. Sometimes, it feels like the world is too heavy and you are all alone. A pregnancy you didn’t plan can make fear, shame, and confusion take over your mind.

Before you make any choice, pause. Take a deep breath. Remember: Your life, your body, your future matter more than anyone else’s opinion.

💡 Know this:

You are not alone. Many have walked this path. Reach out to someone who will listen without judgment.

Abortion is not just a medical decision—it is an emotional journey. Some women feel relief at first, but many feel sadness or regret later.

Your future matters. Even if life feels impossible now, you can still build your dreams and your life—whether you choose to keep the baby, give for adoption, or face another path.

Don’t let pressure from others decide for you. The people who pressure you will move on, but you will live with this decision forever.

Be kind to yourself. Whatever you decide, you are valuable. You are strong. You deserve love, peace, and support.

🕊️ Take your time. Think with your heart AND your mind. Talk to a healthcare professional or a trusted adult. Make a choice that your future self will thank you for.

💖 You are more than one moment in your life. Your story isn’t over. Your life has meaning. Always.

Be thankful for today. Someone somewhere is praying for what you have.

💔 I LOST MY HEARING AT 2 YEARS OLD… BUT I NEVER LOST MY HEART 💔

People see me now and they see strength…
But they don’t know the storms that built me.

I was only 2 years old — a child who didn’t even know the meaning of life —
when everything around me slowly began to disappear.

One day, the world was full of voices, laughter, and love…
and then the next day, the sounds started to fade.
It happened little by little…
like someone was slowly turning the volume down on my life.

My parents called my name…
but I didn’t turn.
Music played…
but I didn’t react.
People laughed…
but I didn’t hear anything.

They thought I was ignoring them.
But how do you explain silence when you are still a baby?

I didn’t understand what was happening.
I didn’t know I was becoming deaf.
All I knew was that something was wrong…
and nobody could hear the cry inside my little heart.

Growing up was the hardest part.

❌ I saw children communicate so easily
❌ I saw them make friends without fear
❌ I saw them laugh freely
❌ I saw them live in a world that I could no longer reach

And I wondered every single day:
Why did the world close its doors on me?

People don’t talk about the loneliness that comes with being deaf…
the silent tears,
the misunderstandings,
the times I felt stupid even though I knew I was smart,
the times I felt invisible even though I was standing right there.

I learned to smile even when I was breaking inside.
I learned to be strong even when life wasn’t fair.
I learned to accept silence even when it hurt.

People saw my silence as weakness.
But what they didn’t know was that silence taught me strength.

💔 Silence taught me how to read people’s hearts.
💔 Silence taught me who truly cared.
💔 Silence taught me that sometimes the loudest battles are fought quietly.
💔 Silence taught me that I am more powerful than my pain.

There were nights I cried alone,
wishing I could hear just once more —
my mother’s voice,
my own laughter,
the sound of rain,
the softness of a simple “I love you.”

But life had other plans for me.

And instead of breaking me…
my silence shaped me.

I grew into someone brave.
Someone real.
Someone unshakeable.
Someone whose heart speaks even when her ears cannot hear.

Today, I am not ashamed of my story.
I’m proud of every tear,
every struggle,
every silent night I survived.

I share my story not for pity —
but for someone out there who feels alone in their pain.

You are not alone.
Your story matters.
Your wounds can become your wings.
Your silence can become your strength.

If my story touched your heart…
if you felt even a small piece of my journey in your chest…
if you believe in rising after life knocks you down…

👉 Follow my page.
Walk with me.
Let’s inspire the world with a story that began with silence,
but will end with power. 💙

Every sunrise is a reminder that you can start again.

Good morning! Wake up with purpose, not pressure. You’ve got this.