Sit your rump down somewhere – A wake up call

I’ve often made mention of the high esteem that I hold my late paternal Grandmother and my Great Aunt in. I have the distinction of them serving as my Guardian Angels and my muses – as they consistently provide me an inexhaustible source of inspiration, guidance and if that wasn’t enough, ensuring that I survivedContinue reading “Sit your rump down somewhere – A wake up call”

Figuring out that we DON’T have it figured out

Maybe we don’t have “it” licked.

Is empathy a relic of the past?

Empathy is a element that is missing in action.

Protected: A narrative of not being ready yet…

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Daddy, I wanted you to know – A Father’s Day tribute

At the time had I realized the gravity of not having a Dad around and the earnestness that was omnipresent in your voice when you recalled how your own Father was largely absent when you and your siblings were growing up, it would have shaken me to the core. Fortunately for me, this was neverContinue reading “Daddy, I wanted you to know – A Father’s Day tribute”

The transitioning

I heard, my heart sank. A tear formed. I sighed deeply. I never met you, but my heart said otherwise in lieu of your residence inside. I could not disguise the selfishness, my human nature of mourning your passing instead of celebrating your transition to a higher administration. You haven’t left You’ve merely progressed fromContinue reading “The transitioning”