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Christmas Traditions

Merry Christmas from Mr Claus and I (Ms. Claus), thanks for counting down with us! 🎅🏾🤶🏽

I remember harmattan in the North like a distant memory.

The wind was always cold and crisp.

It could turn bread to stone in a matter of minutes.

The environment was always serene as school kids were on holiday and families had to stay together and relish the joy of the holidays.

Christmas preparations always involved making of ‘chin-chin’ (little fried balls of dough)

It was something that brought my siblings and I together as we’d share the rolling pin (or wine bottle in most cases).

I enjoyed the eating part a little more than the kneading, dough (pun; though)

When you’ve been counting down to Christmas for as long as you can remember 😂❤️

Christmas hair! That was something I looked forward to

Shiny forehead from the generous use of ‘Soul-Mate’ hair cream,

Well plaited Ghana weaving,

Beautifully decorated with hair ruffles,

And I was set for Christmas!

Decorating the house has always been fun for me,

With little or with much, Christmas at home was always perfect,

Mom’s fried chicken, salad and lots of food to feed the neighborhood..

I was taught early that Christmas is about sharing God’s love and joy with others.

I miss the family road trips,

The movement from the drying shrubs in the Northern parts of Nigeria to the denser forest lands of the South,

The pit stops to eat and refuel.

The sleeping, the snacking, the music and sing-alongs,

And finally, meeting of cousins you hadn’t seen in a year.

Christmas shouldn’t be spent alone,

Just like the good news of Jesus’ coming shouldn’t be kept a secret.

I hope you are surrounded by friends and family who make you feel warm on the cold mornings,

And remind you of the beautiful Savior’s love for us.

Merry Christmas!!!

Lots of love,

M.

Posted in Poetry

The Night the Clouds Shed Tears

Photo Credit: weheartit.com

The stars all ran to hide,

The moon took cover,

Darkness enveloped the once bright sky,

Silent whispers of a love forbidden,

One no one could speak about.

The clouds exploded in pain,

Akin to labour pains,

For lo, it had held on too long,

What was once good had turned into poison,

Vapors turned to droplets,

Then came the torrents! Continue reading “The Night the Clouds Shed Tears”

Posted in 30 days blogging challenge, Awards and Challenges

Day 23 of 30 Days Blogging Challenge

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Day 23: Something you always think ‘what if’ about.

I always wonder,
What if I could pick up my bag,
And travel to a new place,
A place I know little about,
To experience life differently,
With no schedules or routines. Continue reading “Day 23 of 30 Days Blogging Challenge”