……I pray for her more than me

My knees are bruised from kupfugama. Mind you I am not scrubbing the floor, that ship has sailed I have accepted that I won’t be a perfect makoti. I have been kneeling in prayer and I am now able to pray for others. I have lost my voice and I have wept at Jesus’ feet

A lot has changed

This was supposed to be a happy and safe place but everything seems foreign. Everybody has been distant, and it is possible to miss your family when you live under the same roof. Everyone is busy chasing their dreams and there is no one to reach out to anyone who is going through a rough

I was not ready to say goodbye

There was a time I was hopeful that you would call and apologize for leaving without saying goodbye. I wanted you to hold me so tight and never let me go. I remember crying myself to sleep every night because my life was incomplete without you. You made me smile, laugh and I adored you.