The Day I Said “I Do.”
Tears were in my eyes, I wondered how someone could love me so much and why I had refused his love all along. Anyway, it didn’t matter anymore. There I was, saying with all seriousness and unashamed delight, “I do!”
Tears were in my eyes, I wondered how someone could love me so much and why I had refused his love all along. Anyway, it didn’t matter anymore. There I was, saying with all seriousness and unashamed delight, “I do!”
“Happy Independence Day!” A two-year-old smiled at me and, in his not-so-clear baby language, greeted me. “Oh, wow, even you?” I thought to myself. “What do you know, little one?” As a Nigerian, you would hear this same phrase all day, every 1st of October, chorused by almost everyone you encounter. Some learn to quickly…