Madam G

Hi I saw in your bio that you might not be active right now but just letting you know I didn’t forget about you and I hope you are doing well :)) ♥︎♥︎♥︎

June 27, 2024 
          
          What is your summer song for Summer Twenty Twenty Four ? 
          
          Put me and the rest of the flowers, that will be reading. On to new music!! 
          From Country to Bossa Nova to Afrobeats. Released this year or before you were even born. Genre and categories of anywhere and everywhere.
          
          What songs feels like summer ?
          
          Please and Thank you.
          Anywhooo, toodaloo and see you soon.ᥫ᭡

June 27, 2024 | ☼
          4:24pm 
          
          How have my flowers been ? What is new on Wattpad or your personal lives.
          Anything, that you are all comfortable to share! 
          
          This is a safe space to share achievements, mental state/health as of the present moment. Any new books that have had you up all night reading. 
          
          I'll my Month Update of June. In the comments.☼

February 14, 2024
          
                       Happy Valentines, My Flowers. 
                                       
          
                                          I love You.
          
            

February 5, 2024. 
          
          First time I have logged into this app. In months, almost a year. Eyes water with such emotion. 
          
          
          Hello Flowers
          
          In the wave of my pen. Hugged my hand and fingers. In my journal, I wrote in reflection of my life. 
             The thought to retire has came. As quickly as that thought welcomed my headspace. Acceptance and certanity of that decision appeared too. 
          Reassured me deeply. 
          
          Twenty. I turned twenty, January 5th, 2024.
             The growing to the becoming of myself. Welcoming the chrysalis of the little one I was. A girl I grew to be. Teenager with the weight of responsiblities. To now, a young woman. This need book of this new decade of life. I am ready for a new season of shedding, planting, sprouting, growth and blooming the fruit of my labor. 
          
          There will be things to let rest in the past in the aspecta if my life. 
          Wattpad is one that I am ready to let rest. 
          
            Sorrowfilled for Wattpad was a part of childhood. And it took different chapters of phases in which I utilized the app.  The pendemic chapter. If I may detail it as that. Was my favorite, those I met and spoken to. Those that felt like colleagues as I see them reappear in other books. Adding entertainment within the comments.

Many books I've started and won't be finished. That is alright. Work is at times uncompleted with how we first intially expected it to be. But it is completed with letting it be as it is.
            However, temporaily, I will make some of my writings public. A scrapbook of many things.  Short writtings of scenes from structured book ideas with  titles. For, unfortunately I never finished a book. Many ideas but it was hard to write. To have that flow for I suppose the thought of an audience reading.....froze my momentum. At times, I could write and write. Within the present of myself. 
          
          I am a writer. A writer in the comfort of my self.  Before being on this app. And days after my farwell. I am a lady who writes and enjoys it deeply.
            A gift to you, writers and readers. I want to share some of my pieces with you. 
          As a Thank You. 
          
          I remember hoping to reach 1k before my twentieth brithday. I may have, but did not remember to check. Today I see that, I am at 1.03k.
          I am thankful for having 1.03k  flowers and plants this my garden. This community of support, laugther and fond memmories. May you all bloom and grow tremendously in this new year of 2024. You will always have my support.
          
          
          I love each flower in my garden. 
          
          " How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. " - Winnie The Pooh. 
          
            With the closing of this book. I shed mournfilled tears. A death something, in ways I knew but the date and time of when it will be.  Unaware to me. 
          A new one has been written. Know this flowers, though it is the end. I will remember you. 
          
          A golden place you have in my heart. A special place deep within. 
          
          Zechariah 4:10 
          " Do not depise these new beginnings. " 
          
          I love you all ever so deeply. 
          Muaah Much Love
            - Madam G❤️
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          

October 5, 2023 
          
          Eighty Eight Days till the New Year. 
          
          If all you do these last months is prioritize your need for rest. I'm proud of you. 
          If all you do these last months is build back consistency with school. I'm proud of you.
          Whether you're nineteen or twenty three and decided, you're ready to get your learners or license.  I'm proud of you.
          Whether you've welcomed the space to begin the start, towards forgiving yourself.
          Or of letting yourself feel emotions that you tend to block away such as anger or sorrow. 
            Finding words that better describe what it is you feel. 
          
          How ever small of an achievement it may seem to others. It is important to you. Celebrate your wins. 
          Little the little wins expand. Take space and take in the joy of it being done.
          
          Trust the pace in which your feet walk. Importantly be proud of the accomplishments you've stepped into completion. 
          
          You making it to the end of this year. 
          Is a blessing. 
          Comparison will have you forget that you're on your own path.
          
          
          Iife is fragile but it is meant to be lived.
          And I pray and hope...even with the little and weak,dead Faith I have. For it to regrow again to say this.. I pray and hope you can live your life. Not spend your life, trying to convince yourself it's worth living. Not feel alienated within the presence of yourself. Welcomed in the vessel of your body. Not be in survive mode. Be in more flows of peace and contentment. To be present. 
          
          To breathe and enjoy the moment. 
          Simplicity of that moment
          The thrill of excitement of that moment.
          Live in the moment.
          Grateful you did it.
          Happy you are here to experience it.
          
          I hope to see you, Flowers in the new year. TwentyTwenty Four. 
          
          Please, meet me there.
          I love you. 
          
          I'm proud of you.
          
            ~ Madam G
          

October 5,2023. 
          
            October so far has in a swirl of depression. Throughout the months of this year. Honestly, have taken a mental toll on me in different aspects.
            Faith is wilted. Dead. 
          
          Optimisim October.... Have the audacity to be hopefully toward things again. Towards writing again and just putting it out there.
          
            Life has been journey and so many pivotal moments. Moments of realization, understanding, growth and frustration. Still learning to better detail my emotions. To describe with accuracy to how I feel them. 
          
          
                           978 Flowers in this garden ?! 
          
          I am shocked with such surprise. I am almost at a thousand. To reach a thousand before my birthday. An accomplishment, I did not see myself achieving truly... The numbers of following ( flowers. ) grew but was happy with it. Even with the garden being small at the start and it's grown tremendously.
          
          I need to be in my zoom. I will be. 
          Especially on my writers pen!! 
          To complete a book is a dream of mine. 
          
          Farwell,my Darling flowers. Till we meet again.
          -  Madam G 
          
          The fact that I can't do gifs anymore on Wattpad is saddening. 

HOLD MY PUMPS
             949 Flowers in this garden?! 
          
          I COULD HIT A THOUSAND?! 
          
          Birthday is January 5th. 
            To achieve a thousand flowers within this garden of my community in this platform. Would be a blessing. That's I'd be so deeply grateful for. 
          
          Thankful. Thankful. I'm Thankful ❤

          August 2, 2023
          
             I haven't read in months. Not written. I love journaling and writing, I would love to complete a book! Even besides that, wanting to extend in life but your mental well being isn't in a healthy space. Is like tug a way with yourself. 
          
          I want this month if August to be a good one. I'm not sure the four words to describe this month yet. But I will pray on it and think on what it is, that I need August to be. 
             Try not to be in the past and be awake in the presence. This moment is the only thing guaranteed. Make do with what I have and expand it! 
          
          ⭐ You want to be a star? Don't be able afraid with the radiance if your glow. ⭐
          
          I love all my flowers continue grow within the last five months of this year. Build into yourself. Be patient with yourself. Learn, unlearn and relearn! 
            I hope you like yourself and grow in love with you. Rise in the love of self. I'm proud of your flowers, every one of you. 
          
          You're still breathing, there's still that chance worth taking. 
          You are here. 
          Even if your doing more surviving then living. You are alive. 
          Sometimes positivity works with Saddness. 
          Allow yourself to cry, feel and let it sit with your for a moment. 
           But I pray it will pass through you. That the wounds heal properly. And even the wounds that scar that you are joyous genuinely. Healing gently. 
          
              Life holds a lot of duality. 
              Embrace it and feel both. 
              Learn and release what needs to be let go. 
           
          I've been struggling but even flowers wilt and die. And reuse their brokenness to bloom a new. 
            We are NOT closing the book to our lives now. 
          To die is to let go. Let be and accept it. To then heal and move forward to bloom brighter. 
           
          Sometimes our short stories are filled with pain and trauma. But there is still a novel of life to be experienced. Fill with contentment and thrilling adventure. 
          
             Live it please. 
             Life is truly fragile. 
          
          Muaaah Much Love
             - Madam Gea