My people. I have been away, I know. I literally haven’t caught a breath in the last two months or so. Life has been moving at the speed of light and it’s all I can do to catch up. From the first day I started this blog, I have left a piece of me in … Continue reading The Thing About Pain..
I know, I know.. but new city, new life, new everything. It’s taking some getting used to but I believe I’m getting there. This is a difficult post for me to write but I’ll try to find the words to somehow convey my thoughts. Some of my readers and my friends will testify to the … Continue reading My Dad&I..
Hi guys! I know, I know. If you had a dollar for every time I disappeared and reappeared, you’d all be fairly rich!!! It’s been an intense couple of months, but I thought I would stay still long enough to gather my thoughts and put them down. Having said that, please, pretty please, love … Continue reading Get To Know Me, Again!…
The women in my family are strong, hardworking, affectionate and powerful in their own rights. Truly, in my eyes they are all heroines and their stories deserve to be told. Follow me on this journey as I try to bring to life these women both dead and alive who have made me who I am … Continue reading For My Father’s Mother: Mama Ekaette.
So I mentioned a while ago that my tooth mysteriously broke right? Right. So this tooth broke and I was living in terrible pain for months. My nerves were exposed so I could neither eat nor drink nor chew nor even smile. I was in deep torment but I did not want to deal with … Continue reading On Broken Teeth and Broken Roofs..
And just like that, 2016 has become last year; it finally ended. *sigh of relief* Happy new year guys! I hope you had a good Christmas celebration? So Facebook sent me a video last year, something about 2016 in review and I was shocked to see that I liked five thousand posts in 2016! Five … Continue reading 2016 Review; The good, the bad, and how did that happen?
Dear Diary, It was a really long day. Emotionally tasking and physically draining. Walking to the bus station seemed like a herculean task and as I struggled to put one foot in front of the other, I found myself doing that which came naturally to me; crying. So I stood there, in the middle … Continue reading A Stranger’s Kindness