Do you have an old picture of your mother? The yellowish tinged or black and white photograph where they posed in front of a nice building or holding a flower in their hand. The ones where they have a big afro and thick wedge heels.
… the conversation moved away from cake and I mentioned that I needed to get a new phone because I couldn’t download all the apps I wanted. The internal memory of the phone was just 16G. My brother exclaimed, “Oh no! That’s too limiting!” I agreed. I seriously needed to upgrade. And the most annoying part, I had to start deleting pictures that I loved. Has that ever happened to you?
In the social media and influencer world, it’s easy to want a certain sort of life that everyone else seems to have. But that’s when you’ve got to believe that you are exactly who God wants you to be. Your experiences may not even be the best but they are working out for best.
This week I finally decided to go get myself a Ghana card. I have been putting off getting this card which will identify me as Ghanaian because as almost all things Government of Ghana, this one was no different. It was shrouded in hiccups, politics, and Covid-19. Add the long queues and it was a recipe for me to stay far far away.
… in every heart is a daddy-shaped hole.
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