Malarial anger

I'm angry! Really angry. At malaria; I can't even write, though I ache to. That's what this easily preventable disease does to someone. I'm angry because I have tons of things to do for GoGagga and HSL and my family and now, I have to slow down a bit and pay attention to something caused by an insignificant little insect...........

See you on the other side of malaria, when I have overcome

Shalom!

Ps: My kids gave me a beautiful personalized mug for mother's day. It was so lovely that I wept- as usual you would say! more later

Mother's day

It's mother's day today. I'm weeping as I write this. My mother has been off this earth for close on five years but I still miss her so! Nothing dulls the pain.
I think of her love, her pains, her shame, her tears, her hopes and dreams for my siblings and I.And I can't help but wonder? Can she see us now? Is she smiling at us? Is she still praying for me? Does it still matter?
More than all that, I wonder, did I show her enough love? did I make her realize she was special? more than anyone else in my life?. I wish I had a second chance to do more, to rejoice in her, to laugh with her and to, as they say, "hang out" a little bit-my mum and I. My "Mama GT". Beautiful, vivacious, witty, funny,bright, strong, oh,so very strong woman that gave me life. This one's for you mum. I hope the Angels in heaven will read this to you somehow and let you know that your "queen" misses you.
Mum, I put on weight at last! I'm no longer skinny, in fact, I'm quite fat now like you always wanted. And guess what else? I actually enjoy eating now. I still love blue jeans mum, but my size is now an issue. I still can't cook as well as you but people tell me I'm fast in the kitchen, just like you. I have issues with my siblings, like you did and now I understand better why you fought so hard for sibling unity. You were right about so many things mum, and I was wrong;forgive me for being so blind. We are doing ok, some struggles, but we are overcoming. Your baby is about to wed and I have a son you would have loved to love. I'm finally working on that book I promised, you're no longer here to tell me the stories, but I'll go with what I remember and the Holy Spirit will supply the rest. I love you mum. always will. Rest In Perfect Peace

Shalom

It's my birthday!

Hmm, birthdays, I have always felt special on my birthday. It’s kind of like having your own special Christmas. No one in my home took much notice of birthdays while we were growing up, so I had to ‘feel special’ all by myself. Well… that’s not strictly true, being a daddy’s girl, my father always remembered my birthday but nothing really happened. But I celebrated it big time-in my heart and soul. I’ve been old enough for several years to afford to throw birthday parties and invite the world to dine at my expense but I guess old habits die hard; I hardly throw big parties. I’m more into having a few friends over for a nice home cooked meal and some drinks and listening to good background music. I find that even for my kids, I’ve never had a big party, so it’s become my tradition to do my things in a quiet way. But somewhere in my heart, I still ‘plan’ on having that big bash someday, maybe when I’m 50?

Okay, so no big parties, but I cherish my presents, my cards, and the good wishes! They add up to make feel truly special on this my special .Aside from my few years as a society columnist in a local newspaper when I had all sorts of “friends” and five-star hotels supplying cake and drinks for my birthdays in my twenties, this has been one of my more special birthdays. No, no party, no big do but lots of love from so many people I cherish.

My friends and family have made this day so special. Some of the phone calls, texts and messages left on my Facebook profile actually brought tears to my eyes! A dear friend says I’m strange, that the things that make others laugh make me cry and vice versa! She may be right, but truly this birthday has truly been special for so many reasons. I can’t list them all, but my friends are top on the list.

So what did I do? Well, I tried to look good because I had business meetings. Then I attended a surprise luncheon where they popped champagne for me- there was so much food I couldn’t eat, and felt hungry less than an hour later! I haven’t cut cake yet so maybe I’ll do that at the weekend? Don’t know yet, but it truly has been special a special day for me. I don’t really need fireworks to feel special; all I need is to know that somewhere, someone is thinking good thoughts about me. Some of you are so special I can’t help but mention a few names, Zizi, my friend through the ages, I have never stopped loving you girl. Ufuo, more friend than sister, more sister than friend, what can I say? I love you more each day. Mawuton, my precious gift from above, Aim, my in-law to be, my dear GIC, though you can’t sing, you sure know how to be a friend! My Sammyboy, you add value to me boy. CA, George, my Titi, MLB, May, Aunty IY, Chima, my Shell family, and all my beautiful friends. Online and offline, I cherish you one and all. My God rewards, surely there’s a package in heaven with your name on it.And to the one who gave me champagne and lovely designer jewelry, may you be celebrated sir!

Finally, my Olomi, how you can love me so is a wonder still! Denzel Washington ain’t got nothing on you my man.

God Bless you all, and now let the party begin……………….

Shalom