She never officially said them, but we had a coded language that would make me know when she’s saying goodbye.
Writer’s block, whoa! It is a real thing. I mean, your head just goes blank on you while you need it to function the most. I must say, hats off […]
While am waiting for that ‘better stage’ to come, I will surrender to Him in order for Him to make me that which the next stage requires, instead of grumbling and whining, I will let Him do what He only knows is necessary for that next stage.
While am waiting, I won’t fast-forward or peek into the future with astrology and palm reading, I won’t try put on repeat mode the season that He clearly says is done. I won’t let my anxieties and insecurities push me to stuff that will make me regret. I will allow Him to do things at His own pace, I will allow Him to take time in whatever thing He says is worth taking time on, because after all, it is the teacher that declares the student ready for the next level
I found people calling him Africa, like the continent, not African. I was a child then so questioning him on whether his mother gave him that name would have come out as rude and disrespectful. Come to think of it, mothers in his time, though in my little head he didn’t seem to have had a mother or even been born, didn’t let things like a name bother them, they were too busy trying to make ends meet that the months would just fly away without her ever thinking that they would eventually name their child. Well, for these days, I won’t be surprised if a WhatsApp group was created to analyse the name they would give their yet to be born child, we’re sorry.
You may get overwhelmed with stuff, want to cave in and forget to put on a cap, you may at times feel lazy to put any one on you or even feel like you’re not up for the task. Be that as it may, may these three caps always be within reach, the cap of professing your pride and love for our children, the cap of protecting them from life’s harm and that one of providing for them in cash and kind babe
Today she chooses to defy the theory and actually realise that she is worth much, that the girl with a boy’s name and the weirdest uniform is loved, she realises that this love is unconditional, like the mandazis she used to receive on a daily basis, she doesn’t have to do anything to keep them coming.
If you want a lady to make you her mortal enemy, just tell her “unakaa mama” (you look like a mother),there and then you’d have won for yourself an enemy.
Have you ever postponed reading for an exam until the last night to the exam only for there to be a black out on the eve of the exams, your […]
So there you have it, having thrown away the thought of there being only one person for me in the world, I let go of the soulmate mentality and buy into this sole-mate thing. I want a person we can work things out together with, a person that is ready to pull up their sleeves even when the butterflies aren’t so much as causing a rumble in his tummy and work at making it work, one that we would walk together side by side as we draw even nearer to the Greater Pursuer. One that will want to solve a conflict head-on and not cower at the slightest argument, one that would know and be sure that I mean the best for them, one that would call me out to become better, as I also call him out, in short, I need a worker, all this passivity and living in the thrill of just feeling it is too expensive for the heart, I need a person who is so sure to start this journey with me that he would rather leave whatever thing he forgot to carry than alight, I need a sole mate, because this is a journey and it is just getting started. I need a sole mate because the heart may deceive or grow weary along the way, and what might just be needed might a few steps away from the fog. Be my sole-mate. Let’s walk together on this journey until our souls finally meet.
your standards will not be too high for the right person.