Love,

Linda Orji

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You got two options:

1. Go purchase Cracked Concrete Vol., you’ll need it for Vol. 2
2. Go back up to step 1. LOL!

Love my Soul Survivors. Y’all stood your ground and continued to show me love in spite of my quiet, don’t know what the heck is going on with her, she acting funny, she went ghost on me times. For that y’all deserve something special.

Linda Orji

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In the mean time go Crack that Concrete, go show the world it aint over!

Love,

Linda Orji

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In the mean time go Crack that Concrete, go show the world it aint over!

Love,

Linda Orji

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As time continues and you grow into the women you are becoming never forget our why as sisters.

The Orji Sisters were created by God to lead by example.

The Orji Sisters were created to bring people together through our unique personalities.

The Orji Sisters were created to inspire change and empowerment through our talents.

The Orji Sisters were created to leave an imprint on another’s heart.

The Orji Sisters understand that the only reason someone may NOT love or like us, is if they don’t truly love or like themselves.

The only reason they may NOT truly love or like themselves is if they don’t know of anything GREATER than themselves.

If a day ever comes when you are questioning something about yourself or have any doubts about your purpose as a human and especially a woman who lives in a world of comparisons and negativity, remember this post and remember our purpose and values as…

~The Orji Sisters ~

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…NOT ready yet.

This has taught me one thing. Well, actually, I learned two things:

1. You can’t rush a process if you want a great product.
2. Something else was meant to happen instead.

What was it? This website! www.lindaorji.com has happened. I knew I was coming to a soul near you, but I thought for sure the book was going to be the first one out. However, the path was drawn differently for me.

It’s actually kind of surreal. I know it’s just a URL, but imagine you were a child with a HUGE, creative, “awkward” imagination; frustrated growing up because you weren’t sure how to really put any of it to use.

Real quick, short childhood story: I had a thumb-sucking problem. After four years of the wildest tactics my mom tried to get me to stop, I walked up to her at the age of five and said, “Mommy, I’m going to stop sucking my thumb.” I quit cold turkey. Now connect that with the “awkward” imagination and you get…well, you get…me.

Fast forward twenty-plus long years later, and now I have a tool that can allow me to do exactly what I imagined.

Let’s go 2017!

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Hoping this is not some type of typical guy 3-month fad.

Don’t want to do anything to push him away…

Want to make sure I’m there for him to listen to every word he has to say.

Deep down inside, I question whether I should continue on this ride…

And push on through this journey with a confident stride.

I blame it all on my past and the mess I went through the 2 years before last.

The neglect, the abuse, making me feel like my words and thoughts were of no use.

My life was purposeless, value was worthless.

Was his queen in private, but was a stranger in public.

Used for intimacy in private, but was invisible in public.

Caressed and “loved” in private, but yelled at and dissed in public.

Tormented by looks of disgust from rumors he spread,

Walking down the hall hearing all the foul things he said.

Remembering when I went to lie down and found another chick’s underwear in the bed.

Remembering what he said…

Remembering after the blows how I bled.

Remembering the way I laid my head,

So he wouldn’t see me cry.

Knowing every word he said was a bold face lie.

I was too blind to see what this was all doing to me.

Why couldn’t I pull together my little strength and flee?

They say I’m a spitting image of my mother and imitate her like no other.

When things got tough she loved,

When she hurt she loved,

When she fought she still loved.

As for me, in my times I did all of the above.

So I stayed and endured the pain —

Even if that meant sleeping outside on benches in the rain.

I was afraid — cried in closets for days —

Thought of ending my life in so many ways.

I wasn’t good enough, wasn’t pretty enough,

Wasn’t smart enough, wasn’t classy enough.

Wasn’t this, wasn’t that — but he did notice one thing…

When I was getting too fat.

So four years have past.

And I no longer have to go through the mess I went through the 2 years before last.

I found the courage to flee

And do whatever I can to be the best I can be

Without changing any part of me.

Can only hope and pray that the NEW HE

Can have patience with me, come to me willingly

And see the best in me.

Walking with me side by side on this journey

Of setting myself free

From the bad memories of the past and bruises of he-Captivity.

…TO BE CONTINUED

…CONTINUED

So beside me is the NEW HE

only to allow it to be

Quite a challenging journey

of HE and ME.

Too blind to see

that I could only be Freeif I allowed myself to be..

So to keep myself sane and maintain, I learn how to cope with a unique pain.

A different pain, a happy get up and go make something of yaself pain.

A why hold ya head to strain-be independent and maintain pain.

An I am here for a reason we all go through seasons pain.

A mistakes are made but our life we cannot trade

so don’t shy in the dark to fade but commit to a personal upgrade pain.

A today I commit to no longer stray from the hand that drew my path

from the foot that made my prints from the eyes that see my future pain.

A right now I humble myself to look back and see that it was not me but HE (My God) that allowed it to be and as His daughter I will obey willingly….pain.

A remember to allow HIM to lead b/c alone with our blinded eyes we

will never succeed no matter how good the deed we will never be free

but…

forever and always we will see and be in love with…

Captivity

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