It's a crazy world we live in.
I guess we’re doing this
Childhood Scars: The Journey to Healing
Author's Note: Let it be known that no matter what (or how many) grievances I may have against my family, I love each and every one of them to bits... more than I could ever express in words.
Now, you may proceed.
A cup of tea down memory lane
I know better… so why can’t I make peace with your absence?
Deadbeat
It's been a year and half since I lost my father. Not literally anyway. But people don't need to know that.People ask questions. And sometimes, most times, they are not ready for the answers. Even if they were, I am not. Not yet anyway. They don't need to know that. There were no goodbyes. I…
Home at last
I always thought that moving back home would be like in the novels I read growing up I thought there'd be a party with all my friends and family present to say Welcome and We missed you I thought we'd laugh and make jokes about the great times we shared before I left and perhaps…
Nyameba 