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Author: Tanya Williams – ONE TEAR LEFT…MUMMY…

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(Raw cut – not complete) The pessimist seeks difficulty in every opportunity, yet the optemist finds opportunity in every difficulty! Whom do you choose to be? I hope to be an asset to your readings as you grow on your path and your journey. For three years I had somebody’s, yet, there was actually nobody… I have tried and tested them in my days of broke, and what I’ve come to realize? Keep your circle smaller than the back of your hand. – TANYA


Williams Memory: klipspruit little black bike. My letter to the Parent that is happy to come across my letter…. I once was that prodigal child — lost, angry, and struggling to find my identity. Hardened on the outside, but deeply hurting within. The pain of my choices was not only destroying me, but creating heartache within our family and severing my relationships with the people who loved me most. By God’s grace, my Mom did not give up on me — She prayed for me and here I am today. Thank you Mummy. I love you. Never give up on our children, no matter how much they hurt or persecute us. Someday they will return… home. It’s incredibly hard to pray for anything but a comfortable, successful, and pain-free life for our children. But as parents, the greatest eternal good that we can pray for them is their salvation over their earthly happiness or comfort. We have to fight for them in this world filled with temporary pleasures, self-gratification, and blurry lines — entrusting their lives to our Lord — even if the path of salvation comes through pain. I am eternally grateful that my Mom loves me enough to pray for my brokenness, a brokenness that would lead to healing. My path of brokenness nearly killed me. After a devastating loss of my identity, my first two years of utter depression, my life spiraled out of control. I searched for identity and purpose in anything but Jesus. As self-destructive patterns drove me deeper into despair, I longed for an escape from this world, totally! ultimately landing me in the protection of a hospital, not twice not thrice! The breakdown, the stroke, the month I decided I want to experiment with drugs and be an alcoholic… My point? Nobody’s perfect! Surprisingly just the other day I was threatened by the very same I experienced that life with, yet, the more she condemed my new choice, the calmer I responded… Knowing someday, she will join me… In that stark white hospital room, the choice before me was clear: be crushed by the weight of my sin or lay the broken pieces of my life at his feet. By his grace, he led me to my knees and has been redeeming those broken pieces ever since. My journey is still very far from over my friends and family… We will only be bold enough to pray a prayer of brokenness over our children when we ourselves have been broken before God and trust his love for our children and us. It’s only when we have completely surrendered our children to him that we can pray, “Father, use what you must to save my child from an eternity apart from you, no matter the cost.” Pray against the enemy’s desire to have them. I have read that “We will only be bold enough to pray for our child’s brokenness when we ourselves have been broken before God.” A battle is being waged over our children’s lives. We have to fight for them, especially when blindness keeps them from fighting the battle themselves. I remember my mom telling me the story of a time when I was standing with her, angry at the world, and taking it out on her. She looked at me and said boldly, “I am fighting for you, humble to your Queen!” I hushed down quicker than you read this sentence. Although we don’t have a guarantee of our have turned again, strengthen your brothers” (Luke 22:31–32). Even if your child wants nothing to do with the truth, This is another mighty weapon God has given to parents. My Mom has prayed Psalm 18:16–19 over my life and pray it often: He sent from on high, he took me; he drew me out of many waters. He rescued me from my strong enemy and from those who hated me, for they were too mighty for me. They confronted me in the day of my calamity, but the Lord was my support. He brought me out into a broad place; he rescued me, because he delighted in me. It truly amazes me to look back and see how faithful God was to answer Mummy’s prayer. I was drowning in self-destruction, abuse from others, rebelliousness, and sorrows too deep to understand at the time. God, in his mercy, drew me out of many deep waters, and rescued me from my own flesh and Satan’s desire for me. “While we must teach and train our children, and put boundaries in place, we have no control over their hearts.” As I sat at South Beach Shopping centre, staring at 32 Falaise where my family lives, no longer wanting to live, God rescued me, he brought Wendy, out into a broad place, and showed me that he delighted in me (despite my unworthiness). He has continued to be faithful to this prayer, upholding me through many deep waters and carrying me through many dark days. Parents, no matter how far your child seems to be from Jesus or what path they are on, you can fight for their life with the powerful weapon of God’s word. The Power of a Praying Parent I am learning this on a new level and Parents, so should you. Look through the eyes of a Mother who has one child on Earth and the other child, who eternally will be 6 years old in my soul. Look through the eyes of me… “God has made a promise — and sealed it with his Son’s blood — that he will give back more.” John Piper All my love to Parents who are glad for coming across this letter. Tanya Williams

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I still have freinds? May 2016 Still isn’t yet. Still far from that.., but a close freind of mine named WENDY JOHNSON is by my side since even before my pain. When it was days of impossible, she made means to literally come see me? That meant more to me than what she even can guess. That day, as Wendy Johnson departed from me, she didn’t realize that she was actually the first ever freind to visit me😞. In my wave goodbye, and in my silence, I went to the bathroom at the shopping center and wept in silence in thanks and praise to God.. I still have a freind….Guilty as charged for keeping me on earth💓💓💓💓

ying as I’m pushing. God helps those who help themselves. I’m down, but rich with faith in my soul that someday my blessings will come tenfold.

I still have freinds? May ù Still isn’t yet. Still far from that.., but a close freind of mine named WENDY JOHNSON is by my side since even before my pain. When it was days of impossible, she made means to literally come see me? That meant more to me than what she even can guess. That day, as Wendy Johnson departed from me, she didn’t realize that she was actually the first ever freind to visit me. In my wave goodbye, and in my silence, I went to the bathroom at the shopping center and wept in silence in thanks and praise to God.. I still have a freind….Guilty as charged for keeping me on earth. If you didn’t come that specific day, I wouldn’t have crushed up that letter of goodbye to my daughter. I’m May 2016 I bought this flat for her to be okay so that I could pick up the gun I bought backstreet knowing she’s roofed with her baby.

, 15,16,17 June 2019 Pam, Timo n I Well well well. They finally get to meet Ma. They were both in and out your flat. Kissy wissy first two days to only be waking up 1h16am with screams of her missing phone. Oh my word, now, we sit in my room in Trinity of in depth discussion. Lol Pam my friend, the tag of friendship caring is on you this Sunday evening as we playing with the salt in between the fingers. Poor hard drive had to suffer the circumstances. Ms office step one in getting your flat back. l learned the hard way… 29 June 2019. Checking out yo! hello-world. YUP! so like, I have nooooo uncooked clue what I’m doing, in GitHub.com but surely hoping to soon. Remaining the Challenger Mummy! Tanya Twista! The pessimist finds difficulty In every opportunity, and the optemist finds an opportunity to every difficulty! That’s me! I refuse to pack up your grocery bag, or be your common teller at your local bank! I’m a panther with or without my team. I’ll take you to the water, but you have GOT to drink that crap yourself! UNLESS OFCOURSE, we go further together and aim for that bubblegum shake? I have loved and I have lost, even my entire family was a cost! Including my little 6 year old prince, Milano Williams; I witnessed the burial of my Very own Son, together and laying right next to, and with My Mummy Chereldene Hamann and more… I JUST HAD to convert my insane, tormented and broken shattered mentality (and all on my own by the way, as my surviving daughter had to see some kinda light), I forced myself a better reasoning in my soul, that Heaven was literally falling apart. So today I stand proud, that Father God chose MY family to kick some but around there, in order to save more souls. Now, don’t ya’ll be jealous just because I’m the lucky one. Rather take my hand, and understand,I may have now become a solo silent band, but In my soul I know my family invested in me… So I’m humbled, and glad… Ms. Tanya Williams. The Instrument Left Behind… crib… Fre Dre your nigga, neighbor… Septembers – 2016 breakdown. 2017 mild stroke. 2018 Addington just not well. Memories – Reneece, Faizel, Dallah u just disappeared little bro 🙁 – Ma Lynette and uncle kaks). 11 July 2019 . My worst enemy. R1600 short plus reconnection. I sit here and just lit my enemy….fire. my daughter runs wild with memories of September 26. She lies in silence on her bead, but I know what she knows, torment. Now I strain my brain. Who is gonna help us? Laughing out loud the sadness in my heart. But hush Tanya, hush. Nobody needs to know… Would you like to purchase my book of motivation and testimony, “One Tear Left…Mummy”? R 300. Please do ask me personally. Thank you.

9 August 2019 – Woman’s day. Scaringly I never thought I would be ready yet. Ninja you rock! Thobeka Dhlomo, my karnal, a queen of your own!

21 JULY 2019 Letter to Superblist: Hi Superblist. As an individual who started off my prior last two little firms when Mom Chereldene Hamann was still on earth, sheeesh! indeed, we had hiccups, we learnt the tough way, many lessons and taken notes re: customer is always right and all that bla bla bla blady. Unless you have experienced, from scratch, with faith, independance and the PASSION to hold on to a dream of uplifting and promoting the skills of our awesome YOUTH in South Africa, you’d never know what feeling it is when the individual has been told that his design/ painting, earnings, bag, etc.has been purchased! That’s already a second chance given without the client even aware of the pride and BLESSING that the youth has just been given the motivation and determination to continue a career dreamed of. The hiccups of starting a little firm is only but normal as we learn as new directors/ teachers/ trainers/ New Moms and Dad’s. With my second child, 6 year old Milano Williams (R.I.P), Lord knows I had better knowledge hehe! Superblist, We’ve given birth to our new little firm, CHERLANO PTY LTD (Cheryl & Lano), this time without Mom, and would like to be an affiliate for you by displaying your beautiful items to my site with the skills we teach and train our communities in kwa Zulu Natal. It’s an official venture firm constantly seeking sponsorship for upliftment projects, and we really small whom cannot promise much, but hopefully our current database will have an interest to your work you display. It is now 2019 going closer to 2020. We are in hope that we can United March into the newer millennium much more business ethics knowledgeable and stronger aiming for higher than the stars in customer satisfaction! Please, do contact our management/ marketing team should you be interested in going forth to assist in our proposal herewith. admin@tashtan.co.za. 6/7 September 19 I do truly admire my Mother for so many things – she’s one amazing woman that is selfless, graceful, loving and strong. There is no other woman out there that I adore more. I can hand you a book of situations that she magically flipped into a solution. Mentally I grew with this same rule and if it weren’t for My Mother who drilled me into facts that God lives! I wouldn’t be here today. Today on her birthday, I just want to say that I am one proud Daughter who was born from Mom’s womb. I miss her terribly. Even if she is not with us in body now, those who know MY MUMMY, let me assure you, she has has definitely not left you in spirit, she never deserts friends not Family and you know I’m right. In our minds and in our hearts… smile because… Mummy Lives! Heaven Birthday Mummy. Henry Andrew Morrison RIP – 7 September “Stories” Laid to rest today….