My happiest memory

When she let out her first cry I was relieved.The wait was finally over.Her fingers were so small.She struggled to open her eyes and she had a father’s eyesNot forgetting my ears ‘hombe dzakatiza musoro‘. As I watched her, tears wet my cheeks.When I held her for the first time I was happy.She was myContinue reading “My happiest memory”

Days slowly turn into years

24 years ago my mother welcomed her second daughter into the world and the child’s maternal grandmother named her Takudzwanashe which means we have been honoured or exalted by God in Shona. She grew to be a bubbly child and she asked a lot of questions. There are  a lot of people who have beenContinue reading “Days slowly turn into years”

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