The second day.

The second day.

My sweet Lady D,I’m sad, so sad…I want to say “I love you” once again, and again…Remember that I said it first? And you felt a little bit frightened? I still love you. With all my heart, with all my being.I never knew anyone like you. You are pretty,...
The nightmare

The nightmare

Two days later, over coffee, she shared their emails and how the´ve been trying to talk things over. She was still decided that quitting the relationship was the best thing for him. I was surprised at how she had willingly given up all thoughts of herself.I´ve known...
Letting you go… A hard choice.

Letting you go… A hard choice.

That evening when she walked in, I couldn´t help but notice the the bags under her eyes, something I´ve never seen in the over 30 years I´ve know her, she looked sad and that caught me off guard.By the time she finished, I had tears in my eyes. Theirs had been a...
The woman from Nigeria.

The woman from Nigeria.

I read this somewhere and I just can´t help but share…The Nigeria woman is extraordinary. She pops up at every equation that capture Nigeria. She is the trader on the street, the tiller of the ground and the keeper of the home – She is the...
One of those days.

One of those days.

My friend, Ally, just called to give me the news that she’s pregnant.  Before that I had recieved two SMS informing me that two of our young ladies in church had just given birth. My kid sister is due to have her baby in two weeks, making me an aunt for the...
Dancing in the rain.

Dancing in the rain.

I thought I had learnt to dance in the rain,but these days, I keep missing my step, I keep falling.I’m wet to my skin, I’m cold, and I’ve got mud everywhere.I know that I must keep at it.I must keep dancing, till the rain stops.I must keep tripping...