New Beginnings

28/05/2026

22/05/2026

With Pyegon Temas – I just got recognized as one of their top fans! 🎉

22/05/2026

With Thembeka Tong – I just got recognized as one of their top fans! 🎉

22/05/2026

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Ashraful Islam, Anilkumar Shah, Ndzalo Loo

17/05/2026

With Rolly Estorpe Ciar – I just got recognized as one of their top fans! 🎉

10/05/2026

What's for dinner 🥰

10/05/2026

As a mother, I hustle for my kids🤩, happy mother's day to all mothers 🥰🥰

10/05/2026

Happy mother's day to all amazing mothers out there 🥰. Having sleep-less nights and late nights can only be done by great mothers..
Hope you felt appreciated today 🥰

09/05/2026

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09/05/2026

🎉 Facebook recognized me for starting engaging conversations and producing inspiring content among my audience and peers!

05/05/2026

Rate My Daughter's Novel❤️❤️

Where Do I Belong?

Chapter 1:The
Beginning I Never Chose.....

I was born in an urban area, surrounded by noise, movement, and life that never seemed to slow down. People came and went, streets were always busy, and everything felt alive. But even in a place full of people, my story would begin with loss.
I was only six years old when my world changed in a way I could never understand at the time.
My mother died while giving birth to my younger brother.
At that age, I didn’t fully understand what death meant. I didn’t know why she wasn’t waking up, why her voice had disappeared, or why the warmth I knew was suddenly gone. All I felt was absence. A silence that didn’t make sense.
One moment, I had a mother.
The next… I didn’t.
People spoke in low tones around me. Faces were heavy with emotions I couldn’t yet name. But no one could explain it in a way my young mind could hold onto. I was too young to process it, but not too young to feel it.
And before I could even begin to understand that loss, another one followed.
My father refused to take responsibility.
Instead of stepping in, instead of becoming the parent I needed, he chose to walk away. He left—leaving behind not just me, but the responsibility of raising two children who had already lost so much.
I didn’t just lose my mother.
I lost my father too, in a different way.
From that point on, life was never simple. Growing up became something difficult, something heavy. There was no clear path, no stability, no sense of belonging. I was just a child trying to exist in a world that had already taken too much from me too soon.
I didn’t understand it then, but that was the beginning of a life shaped by absence, confusion, and survival.
A life where I would constantly be searching for something I couldn’t name at the time…
A place to belong.

By Authoress Kukade💎