I wrote this in April 2020. I wrote this with so much hope that I had finally gotten to acceptance. Two years later, I was diagnosed with Depression and Complicated Grief. To be fair, I went through another significant loss in 2021 that I am still navigating. Today, on the anniversary of one of the worst days of my life, I will bring it back because it’s still as relevant today as it was then. Grief changes you on a fundamental level.
It is Sunday morning. You wake up, ready to conquer the world. You wait for the usual sounds of the world to flood your senses but the world is noticeably quiet.
Title borrowed from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Notes On Grief which was brilliantly reviewed by Daniella Khanani.
The past few days have been some of the toughest that I’ve ever been through. The one thing that has kept me going and stopped me from drowning under the weight of it all has been my village. My friendships. My people.
Trigger warning: this one is going to be a little dark.
This week marks a year since my baby sister went to be with the Lord.
We live and then we die. It’s a fact we must come to accept. People die.
Dear Alex, Its been a while since we last spoke. Three years to be exact. I still remember the last conversation as clearly as if it were just yesterday. You called me to find out if my birthday was in August. It isn’t. However, I wish everyday that I had said that it was. And not just for the red velvet cake you would have bought me but also for the chance to see you one more time.
He’s been called many names over the centuries; the grim reaper, walumbe, Angel of death, Hades and so many more and today He/she/it chose to sit down with me for an interview…….ME!!! Like whaaaaaaaaat! Ignore my squeaky voice, shaking voice and the very suspect wet patch on my jeans. Here goes nothing…
Hello Blog-o-sphere So, its been a minute, well a whole lot longer than a minute and I have been, not writing doing so many things.Here now is a story I wrote for the third edition of the Short Story Writing Competition organized by a Facebook group called The Gathering which sounds like a cult now that I think about it. This gem came in 7th.