The source is not a place, but a heart.

This morning, I was at the source…

The source is not a place, but a heart. A woman born around 1925.

I went to recharge beside my grandmother, that woman with a heart of gold — the one who held me in her arms after my mother’s death, when I was just a three-year-old child.

She is my living memory, my moral compass, my refuge.

Sitting beside her, I didn’t just hear words — I drank from a fountain of wisdom.

She always reminds me of this truth that follows me like a law of life :

« You never sell your dignity — not for food, not for money. Dignity is your true self. »

This morning again, I left with a full heart — rich with a wealth that no one can steal.

Thank you, Grandmother, for reminding me that the greatest victory is to remain dignified, always.

Signed: Ghislain Ondele Kanga

A Conscious Citizen — Unapologetic, Rational, Thoughtful, Responsible, Realistic, Pragmatic, Patriotic, Committed, and an Awakener of Conscience.

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