Archive | July 2019

How We Met (I Got Tired of Church.)

Dear Unborn Children,

A few days ago on the 1095th day of your father and I knowing each other, I began telling you the story of how it all started. I had to make it short as I didn’t want to bore you with all those tiny details. Apparently, your curiosity has gotten the best of you as well as other aunties and uncles who have read my letters to you behind your back. (Adults these days, I tell ya!)
I digress.
See, when your father and I met, I didn’t think we would go beyond being friends. On the surface, he fit the perfect picture of a player. I wasn’t about to get my heart played and dumped like used diaper. I had to thread carefully.

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This card was among surprise gifts he gave me on our first Valentine’s Day together. Inside, he referred to me as his Future Mrs. Man, dude was seeing way into the future already.

Even as I moved with caution, your father was so intriguing: our conversations were really good. We could go for hours just chatting about nothing and anything. Hardly an hour went by without some kind of communication. (I’m sure he’ll remember when

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How We Met – 1095 Days Ago (Three Years.)

Dear Unborn Children,

I’ve told the story of how we met several times. It’s my favorite love story, I hope it becomes yours too.

However, a few days ago, a friend who had heard the story a few times asked me to tell the story to her sister. And for the first time, I didn’t have theĀ same enthusiasm and in fact, I had left out a few important aspects and the friend had to chip in to remind me.

So for posterity and for family history, I’m telling this story on the third anniversary of your father and I’s first encounter.

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This was our very first photo together. We sat in a Kekenapep (Tricycle, Marwa) Outside my house. In less than an hour of meeting each other, he raised his butt cheek slightly from the chair and blessed me with his first fart.

As far as love is concerned, give it your all, love completely and be open-minded for when love shows up.
Let me explain.

After dating a few guys, even though nice guys, we didn’t quite work out, obviously. So I decided I Continue reading

I Wrote About My Husband Before We Met.

I’ve not written for a while and needless to say, I’ve felt off balanced to a degree. So I want to change that with what I hope would become series of letters to my unborn children. And I hope to tie these series to the series I wrote about their dad.

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See, if you’ve been a follower, or occasional visitor to my writing ramblings, you should be familiar with Continue reading