I am back as promised, with the last post for the Year 2015! I am uber excited to see the beautiful 2016! May the year bring with it all we ever wished for as individuals. . . Amen. So, as nature would have it, my last post for the year happened to be a song!… Continue reading 2015 Byer Gift: ‘Even when it hurts’ by Hillsong
Hellow to y’all! I come bringing good tidings from me to you! Wow! Wow! Wow! You know I can keep saying that for as long as the sound of my voice can take me. . . It’s the last day of the year 2015 and even though my new year had already started before now,… Continue reading 2015: Things God taught me
The stay at the Jones’ was shortened at the emergence of the real Jide Jones. . . While Chief Jide Jones (Snr.) walked into the living room in his full regalia, everyone greeted him except for Jide who was obviously being eaten up by something inside him and me who has a supposedly weird relationship… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker – Episode 20
Hellow from the other side, I hope the weather is not too harsh. . . hehehehe! Feels good to post again. I can firmly tell that I have been making lots of improvement as regards consistency. . . If one must make change, one gats start now you know! So, I’ve been doing a lot… Continue reading In the Spirit of the New Year: Things I longthroat for!
Dear Doe, I hate the smell. . . the side talks. . . the weird looks, the ambiguous comments, the silence, the eye service. . . I hate so many things. I hate the stares that makes one feel crappy. The silent whispers that makes you paranoid. The unfounded gossips that travels at the speed… Continue reading The Stench of Hypocrisy
Dear Doe, I remember a time in spring, the sun shined brighter, the birds sang beautifully, I smelled nothing but grape hyacinth, daffodils, tulips, blue star, bloodroot. . . I never wanna stop smelling them! I watched young loves holding hands at the tune of the swing! I watched old loves making fun of each… Continue reading The Fawn Lily
While I helped Mrs. Jones clear the table of left-over and hardly-touched meals, I watched Jide and Sade sorting their issues out at the other side of the living room. Aunty Kayinsola literally continued with breast-feeding her baby while Jide’s baby brother got busy with the television. I was scared to be alone with Mrs.… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker ~ Episode 19