It’s not quite the blog post one expects to see on Christmas day, but there you have it. I was jolted out of a deep sleep a couple of nights ago and had a hard time going back to sleep. The older l get, the less sleep l seem to need and the more l realize that life is pretty precious. While some things worry me more than others, there are three fears that keep me up at night.
Goodbye Mummy. A Bittersweet Funeral in Nigeria
I knew it had to happen at some point of course. It’s the cycle of life. You’re born. You live. You die. Simple. Tell it to the heart though and it’s not so simple anymore. A curious thing happened to me one night a few weeks ago. For some reason, I went on YouTube and …
