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  • The Trio And Thank You!

    The Trio And Thank You!


    It took awhile for me to say,

    My two best friends,

    Gift you their all,

    You know their names, allow me to say.

    You know Carla in Ghana,

    My friend so dear,

    She is the teacher,

    Her days are blessed.

    Then there’s Julianna,

    The mum of four,

    She holds nothing back,

    Just tips to help.

    Each day we chat,

    Each day we try,

    To bring truth here,

    And show no fear.

    So do engage and let us know,

    If pleased you are, to hear such truths,

    We shared it all, to build real bridges,

    We love you all, across life’s ridges.

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    Thank You 🙏

    By Julius Fa

    ©July 2025

  • The Strength of a Black Mother: Navigating Life with Faith and Resilience

    The Strength of a Black Mother: Navigating Life with Faith and Resilience


    Being a strong Black woman with four young children is a journey filled with love, laughter, and countless challenges. Each day is a delicate balance between nurturing, guiding, and sacrificing, all while ensuring my own well-being. It’s not just about managing daily routines—it’s about instilling values, protecting innocence, and preparing my children for a world […]

    The Strength of a Black Mother: Navigating Life with Faith and Resilience
  • Parenting as a Team: How Mothers and Fathers Can Work Together

    Parenting as a Team: How Mothers and Fathers Can Work Together


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    Parenting is one of the most rewarding yet challenging roles, and when both parents work as a team, it creates a nurturing environment for children to thrive. Collaboration, communication, and mutual support are the cornerstones of effective co-parenting. Here’s how mothers and fathers can parent together as a strong team: 1. Establish Shared Goals Discuss […]

    Parenting as a Team: How Mothers and Fathers Can Work Together
  • 111. Days Like This.

    111. Days Like This.


    Days like this, make me smile,

    Days like this, brings me bliss,

    Days like tppphis, seems so short,

    Days like this, fills my heart.

    Days like this, won’t last long,

    Days like this, change my mind,

    Days like this, spring is kind,

    Days like this, brings me life.

    Days like this, heals my wounds,

    Days like this, makes me write,

    Days like this, wipes my tears,

    Days like this, fear is gone.

    Days like this, might return,

    Days like this, youth seems done,

    Days like this, grow we must,

    Days like this, wish you well.

    By Julius Fa

    ©March2024

  • Fishing For Time


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    It please me so, to sit and wait,
    A hat to wear, my rod to bear,
    The bait is hooked, the trap is set,
    Now all to do, is wait and stare.

    Upon this pier, its woods so old,
    My seat is hard, my thoughts mislay,
    The heat is scorching, my skin now tans,
    My shirt is soaked, with sweat around.

    I feel so tense, my mind of wonder,
    I can’t sit still, my gut is rumbled,
    My throat feels dry, a drink is needed,
    The rum hits home, my mood elated.

    The sun dips low, in skies above me,
    The stars now show, my bait before me,
    No fish to take, my dinner evades me,
    My wish now spoken, in words of prayer.

    So still I wait, no time be regretted,
    A path was chosen, for me I’m hoping,
    To live life well, no need for rushing,
    The bait sinks deep, the trap is taken.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • A Good Friend!


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    I wished him well, this friend of mine,
    He packed his bags, the past behind,
    With head now bold, no fear to hold,
    He shook my hand, his path to mold.

    For ten long years, we walked in two,
    We shared life’s joys, with bitterness too,
    We fought life’s hell, to find our place,
    With hope in front, and yesterday’s sorrows behind.

    I told him things, long held inside,
    I showed him Grace, that love of mine,
    We dined at nine, with laughter in kind,
    The wine flowed on, our friendship so strong.

    The years passed by, our teens now gone,
    With a wife awaiting, your hands for taking,
    You found true love, my happiness in doves,
    With a kiss you sealed, your future now found.

    I walk these streets, with time still rushed,
    My courage to meet, my moment I’ve missed,
    Your place now sound, with love around,
    My Grace to bind, my future unkind.

    With tears I cry, in sadness and want,
    A friend I’ve lost, my past undone,
    A face too dull, tomorrow to burn,
    I wish him well, this friend I miss.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • The Fear To Say!


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    Some sing, some dance to please the rest,
    Others toy, we frown to state our case,
    Few yelled, men act to show their fame,
    I watched, they smiled to read my best.

    Sun shines this day, too bright and zest,
    Mind fresh from rest, its best undone,
    Flesh out to test, their tan compress,
    They smile today, for spring express.

    Attitudes change with time, for stress is less,
    Wings spread to fly, no frost to stop,
    Skies clear above, no clouds to impress,
    Hope high within, this life once sinned.

    My words so mixed, it sends you near,
    My gift this day, some dare to stare,
    My mind so full, you choose to read,
    My hope in you, you smile and care.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • Winter Fades & Summer Comes!


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    Standing here, faces pale,
    Winter’s cold, summer’s warmth,
    Gentle breeze, stormy rain,
    Singing praise, spinning tales.

    I knew a man, who spoke with heart,
    He showed life’s pain, and searched hope’s gain,
    He favored love, but laid no bridge,
    For want to self, to please the rest.

    He wore his shame, unfazed by blame,
    He made no noise, just toiled in vain,
    To please himself, he pleased them first,
    To stop a fight, he closed his mind.

    They found no wrong, within his veins,
    He sort no pity, upon life’s kitty,
    They frowned with haste, he turned with praise,
    To cut him down, they wished him harm.

    He asked no reward, when Grace came to town,
    They fell down hard, when Grace swung her sword,
    He tried to plead, when Grace lowered their knees,
    For true was he, to they who mislead.

    They found no fault, in him who begged,
    They humbled their minds, to shower their love,
    He asked no wage, just walked on tall,
    They banished their fear, and welcomed him here.

    Chasing tales, spinning webs,
    Summer’s sun, flowers rise,
    Winter’s wind, heading south,
    Standing still, seeking hope.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • Must Change My Ways…


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    I found no peace, I did not rest,
    I think this space, as got me test,
    I rush all day, my mind protest,
    I cannot wait, I won’t distress.

    Around me now, my sides all pressed,
    The air compress, my lungs suppress,
    I no not why, my days so stress,
    I see no wrong, my want of less.

    I sort no fame, about life’s game,
    I shone no light, on me this night,
    I walk not free, in fields of trees,
    I can’t escape, this fate in cape.

    I walk then run, the sun now turns,
    My cage undone, my rage is gone,
    I spread my arms, my wings unformed,
    I seek a peep, in times of meek.

    I do not claim, to be dismayed,
    I twist my world, to be involved,
    For want of gain, this must be main,
    I call you names, my mind insane.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • Within My Face…..


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    They keep on coming, I can’t explain why.
    In search of what, my norm revealing all.
    They read and view, their minds thinking still,
    I know not why, their time is spent here?

    I face the world, its ways are often wide,
    I shared so much, their lust wanting more,
    They look and judge, my ways without knowing why,
    I just march on, for time is coming soon.

    For long I’ve cried, for unity amongst us,
    But greed took hold, your pride always disguised,
    I fled in shame, your nature unto me,
    “You faked your ways,” my heart often said.

    So learn again, the grace once we shared,
    My face shall shine, with joy without end,
    We stand unite, with hands fasten and bond,
    Our wounds shall heal, for God loves us still.

    By Julius Fa
    © 2011

  • The Storm Inside: A Parent’s Guide to Coping in a Troubled World


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    What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings? Hello my loves, As parents, we become experts at managing external storms. We can handle a sudden fever, a scraped knee, or a last-minute school project with practiced calm. But what do we do about the storms that rage inside our own hearts? And what […]

    The Storm Inside: A Parent’s Guide to Coping in a Troubled World

  • Lost and Found: The Joy of Losing Myself (And Why You Should Too)


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    What activities do you lose yourself in? “What activities do you lose yourself in?” This question is a beautiful invitation to talk about joy, about flow, about those precious moments when the clock disappears, the worries fade, and you are simply present. In a world that constantly demands our attention, finding activities where you can […]

    Lost and Found: The Joy of Losing Myself (And Why You Should Too)

  • The Comfort Rewatch: The Shows I Return to Again and Again


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    What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times? Hello my loves, I hope this finds you well and finding moments of peace in your week. I’m in a reflective mood today, thinking about the small, simple comforts that get us through. It was sparked by a fun question: “What movies or […]

    The Comfort Rewatch: The Shows I Return to Again and Again

  • A Letter to My Future Self: Hello, 100 Year Old Carla


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    Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. My Dearest 100 Year Old Carla, It’s me, your 27 year old self, writing to you from Accra, Ghana, in the year 2026. The sun is shining brightly outside, a typical beautiful day here, and the sounds of the city are a vibrant symphony. I am sitting at […]

    A Letter to My Future Self: Hello, 100 Year Old Carla
  • My Dream Shopping Spree (and the Dress I Don’t Need to Buy)

    My Dream Shopping Spree (and the Dress I Don’t Need to Buy)


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    Where would you go on a shopping spree? Hello my loves, Let’s play a little game of make-believe today. The question is pure, joyful fantasy: “If you could go on a shopping spree, no budget, where would you go?” Oh, the possibilities! My mind immediately conjures up images from films: a glamorous woman swanning down […]

    My Dream Shopping Spree (and the Dress I Don’t Need to Buy)
  • A Name Whispered, A Purpose Revealed: My Middle Name

    A Name Whispered, A Purpose Revealed: My Middle Name


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    What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance? “What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance?” Oh, this question! It’s one of those quiet little treasures, isn’t it? Like finding a beautiful seashell on a familiar beach. My first name, Carla, is strong and familiar, a name I’ve always […]

    A Name Whispered, A Purpose Revealed: My Middle Name
  • The Last Thing I Learned (and Why It Matters for Our Kids).

    The Last Thing I Learned (and Why It Matters for Our Kids).


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    What is the last thing you learned? Hello my loves, “What is the last thing you learned?” It’s a simple question, but it stopped me in my tracks. In the non-stop rush of parenting, it’s easy to feel like our brains are just running on a loop of logistics: school runs, meal plans, laundry cycles, […]

    The Last Thing I Learned (and Why It Matters for Our Kids).

  • The Gift of Falling: How My “Failure” in Accra Taught Me to Fly


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    How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success? “How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?” This question hits close to home, because for a long time, I carried a secret shame, a quiet whisper in my heart that told me I had failed. It […]

    The Gift of Falling: How My “Failure” in Accra Taught Me to Fly

  • The First Sentence of Your Life: A Parent’s Most Important Story.


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    You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? Hello my loves, Imagine, for a moment, that the story of your life is a book. One day, your children, perhaps even your grandchildren, will pick it up. They will turn to the first page, their eyes scanning for the opening line, the sentence that will set […]

    The First Sentence of Your Life: A Parent’s Most Important Story.

  • More Than Just Things: The Objects That Hold My Heart.


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    What are three objects you couldn’t live without? They remind me that I am part of a lineage of faith, that I am never truly alone, and that prayer is the most powerful force in the universe. “What are three objects you couldn’t live without?” This question, on the surface, seems simple. My first thought […]

    More Than Just Things: The Objects That Hold My Heart.
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