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An angrivated sahm of 4 trying to get a handle on life, discover myself, define my rolse as a mother & wife, & surviving this journey I'm on to insanity, & whatever's beyond.
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An Expendable Pleasure
Like dirty dishwater flowing down the sink drain, The love you felt for me has gone away. Shadows linger where your light used to reside, Storm clouds brim with all the tears I’ve cried. ...
It’s hard to love yourself when no one ever wants to stay, When family and friends are easy to forget you even have a name. It’s hard to love your life, graciously gifted without wanting, Wh...
The Dreaded Hat I Wear Today
Over the years, I have worn many different hats in the working world. I was 12 years old when I took on my very first job as a babysitter. I moved on up through the ranks over the course of ...
A Binding Curse
We’ve come a long way from where we began But not without congeries of heartache, betrayal, and pain. Time dissipated quickly, slipping past us in silence Leaving nothing to show except the ...
Seeing The Gray In A Black & White World
A police officer’s daughter, I was kept sheltered from the evils that lurk around every corner, hiding not only in the shadows but plain sight, as well. We lived in a predominantly white, up...
Having Girls, Becoming A Boy Mom
All I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a mother. That is exactly what I told my kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Lacy – I was going to grow up to be the mom of six kids; three of my own and th...
The Paradox of Darkness
Feeling so small and insignificant, lost and floating in empty space. Wishing I could dissipate, leave behind nothing. Not a trace. The sounds coming in are deafening, my head is left to spi...
A Convenience Of Love
Simply a convenience. Like microwave popcorn. Or cold water from the faucet. A remote control or even socks. Won’t know what good you had until you’ve lost it. Hard to see past the image sta...
Never did I imagine as a young teen that I would still be dealing with my insecurities well into my thirties still. Bright-eyed about the future with all my youthful naivety, adulthood seeme...
Hot Lunch or Starve
Say all you want about me, but I don’t give my children a choice – they have to buy school lunch every day. The new government-instituted nutritional requirements have eliminated the myster...
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