6 degrees of separation
She strode out elegantly in her all-white ensemble towards the stage.
Cher was one of those chosen to come out and share a reason why they came here.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall.
“Have you ever seen a little child before a mirror? Do you notice how taken by the mirror they appear?”
Shana faced the room as her little boy tugged at her sleeve
of sunk costs, sentimental value and holding on to what no longer serves you
The current #nsppd7amfireprayers promo on #inanimate objects has me feeling funny.
A bit of context here; #NSPPD is the world’s largest
“I would love to cheat on my wife too”
“You think I do not cheat because I love my wife so much?” his laughter cooled off as he switched on his serious face “Well, why else? or is it your moralist views?” I teased. Since I knew he was not big on religion There we stood by the frontage of my compound while he…
2025 is here! happy new year!
It is official! If you read that now, it means:
“Is your cancer in remission?”
“I feel like my cancer has not really gone away. I see it as a tiger lurking under the tree close by and waiting to pounce on me. So it keeps me on edge not knowing when I would cross paths with her or when she would pounce” Most people around the table nodded in…
adjusting to life as an immigrant.
“Your children have never seen you naked? How is that possible? I saw the wheels spinning behind Lucy’s eyes as she blinked astoundingly at Soraya. Two worlds were colliding here. “Yes. This is the first time they would share bathroom with me. What business does my children have in my room when each person’s room…
error of commission
“My home is hot right now as my wife has served me an ultimatum”. he cradled his coffee cup and leaned back into his seat We all turned towards him. “Why is that?” Alan one of the coordinators, an elderly man with kind eyes asked. “She insists my friend has to leave” Ovie replied with…
Immigrant Parenthood: a man’s world
“You saw how clueless I was when my baby began crying. The women here had to step in and take over. If I was back in Nigeria I would never take a baby out of the house on my own. said a frazzled ‘deji as he started contributing to the discussion” The Nigerian in me…
The Mental Toll of Relocation: A Child’s Struggle and Emotional Impact
“My young son shat on himself because someone was in the toilet and he could no longer hold it in” I quipped in a low voice laced with pain as I recalled that incident. I saw curious surprise on some of the faces in the room. It was a session where the topic was how…