I did nothing!…personal

It’s a Friday morning this way and it’s the weekend already in the Middle Eastern World.

I write this with a lot of appreciation. It doesn’t take much to make me happy or to make me cry *tears of joy and maybe sadness too*

I scrolled through my comments and saw Tanya, Post Prodigal and Beth’s – Nutsrok’s comments:

Just got your book from Amazon. Will be starting it tonight!  From Beth

Thank you, Jackie. I’m still reading and loving your book of poems, btw. I’ll post a review on Amazon when I am done. It just blesses me! From Tanya

and the tears pooled in my eyes. Yes! I can be emotional, but that’s who I am.

I did nothing to deserve the show of kindness that I’ve received in this place.

I did nothing to receive the amount of care that I receive in this place.

I did nothing… Not one thing…

You did it all…and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

You may not understand…

when someone is walking out of the valley of fear,

of deeply incinerated scars and doubts, reaching for the light…

a little shine of light is so much hope.

I wrote my poetry book from my heart and I’ve never thought that it would interest anyone. I couldn’t even afford professional editing.

I wrote it for me. To help me deal with some experiences and pain that life brought my way yet, several friends have reached out to me to express how the words have touched them that I have to go and read them again myself…

Publishing it was just a step up, to tell myself that “yes I can!
…and I said to myself, Jacqueline, if even 5 people buy this book, then consider yourself blessed…

It sold 5, then 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12…..19 and counting

Thank you, my dear friends. Thank God.

I have friends in high places and it’s YOU!

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

Out of the silent breath

Expose my heart

that I may understand your words

through every conscious,

awakened pore of each moment.

**

*an excerpt from my poem*

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27 thoughts on “I did nothing!…personal

  1. I may look into getting that. We love jaqueline at Gastradamus and loved the comment you posted in the past. If you could, please let me know what you think of 3 girls 1 cup… Your input on the new sour green juicy fruit flavor would also be appreciated. Keep up with poetry sista

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  2. Jackie, I love your book. I read some of it any chance I can get. It is written with love, heart, soul and compassion. BTW, did your friend do all right with the Ebook instructions? Oh, I think you would like my latest post. 😉

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  3. Dear Jackie, Yes, you can! The world needs to hear your voice. Sometimes I feel I am shouting into the void, but we write, it is what we do each in our own ways. Why not share that with the world! Congratulations for your publication and success!

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  4. I read your post again like I do regularly, but this time Tears rolled out from my eyes maybe because I have cried earlier today and couldn’t tell the Mr. what was going on with me.
    These words got me crying again: You may not understand when someone is walking out of the valley of fear of deeply incinerated scars and doubts reaching for light
    A light shine of light is so much hope!
    And you said, you did nothing…Please don’t say that again.
    Because you wrote You, So that I can find a ray of hope even when its seems things are not all coming together.
    Thanks Jackie 🙂

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I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

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