Godsent Omon — Blogger & Storyteller Sharing Balanced Perspectives

 We meet many people in our lifetime. Some arrive like lessons . Some arrive like warnings. Some arrive like storms — loud and unforgettable. But then there’s the one who arrives like a home. No noise. No drama. Just comfort. The one who stays when we are quiet, uncertain, imperfect and raw. But unfortunately these ones are often taken for granted and disrespected While we chase the exciting ones… and overlook the one who would actually stay. Then we go ahead to the media and cry to our friends and support groups that women/men are wicked 😭,when we chose chaos over peace and excitement over calm And we continue to reap the reward of our own inability to identify what we need and after we're dissatisfied and disappointed in an unfulfilled union.....  We then go ahead to create and fuel gender wars  , turning one gender against the other and tagging them the source of our problems,when we're supposed to be looking within and being honest with ourselves about we really ne...

 Silence can be peaceful. But in relationships, silence often becomes a language of fear — a place where truth hides. We convince ourselves that saying nothing keeps us safe. But silence rarely protects love. It starves it. Sometimes, the bravest thing we can do is speak — even if our voice shakes. Silent ruins love or a phrase like this story → Click  https://godsentomonblog.blogspot.com/2025/10/when-silence-says-too-much.html → Check Out The Emeka & Beatrice story

Emeka and Beatrice were two people who met at a time when life felt simple — yet everything around them was slowly changing. They didn’t collide like fate in movies. It was more like two quiet souls finding each other’s reflection without even trying. Beatrice admired Emeka’s calm confidence. Emeka admired the softness in Beatrice’s strength. They moved through life like a team — like a promise that wasn’t spoken but deeply understood. But sometimes, the closer we get to someone, the harder it is to stay honest with ourselves. As their relationship deepened, doubt started whispering. Not loud enough to destroy, but strong enough to shake what they were building. They cared deeply — yet couldn’t communicate the things that mattered most. Love without clarity becomes a guessing game. So Emeka withdrew into silence. Beatrice overthought everything. Both hurting. Both wishing the other would just understand. In the end, it wasn’t love that failed — it was fear. Fear of being vulnerable . ...