This Is What 31st December Means To Me

​It’s 20 years and yet I cry. I’m not hormonal so I know the tears have to be for him.

I left Anambra on the 31st of December 2016 heading back to Abuja. I took a bus at God Is Good Motors (GIGM) and in the vehicle a woman began to lead prayers. I was oddly comforted by her leadership and flowed with the prayers and songs that followed, but suddenly, I found myself gripped with intense emotion. I was weeping so much and the date hit me.

The dapper man who was my father; Mr Vongjen Rindap

Flashback

By this time last year I was full of thanks and hope. I felt much stronger. But today, which marks 20 years since his passing, I suddenly feel a deep sense of loss.

The Present

I wept and prayed fervently then I settled in for the ride which seemed like it was never going to end.

My mum wrote a post on Facebook, her first about my father, and my cousin’s comment… his comment opened the switch to my tears. He said;

“In our hearts your memory lingers, Sweetly tender, fond and true, Your gentle face and patient smile With sadness we recall You had a kindly word for each And died beloved by all. Your life was a blessing your memory a treasure… You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure… A thousand times we needed you A thousand times we cried If love alone could have saved you you never would have died A heart of gold stopped beating two twinkling eyes closed to rest God broke our hearts to prove he only took the best never a day goes by that you’re not in my heart and my soul.”

I wasn’t able to read it all because it spoke a truth I wish the world new. A truth about who the man was and who he will always be to me. 

He’s still the most wonderful man I know and I pray he is resting in peace with the lord.

Baba, we miss you more than words could say, more than emotions could express, more than one could articulate.

Baba, we miss you like a child misses its mother, like a song without bass, like cake without sugar. 

Baba, I miss you. I miss you more than I’ll ever be able to say, more than I’ll ever accept and more than I’ll ever even know for everything and everyday reminds me of you and what life could have been with you in it. 

I loved you then and I love you now. 

Happy New Year :* 

Would You Buy An iPad For Your 2-Year-Old?

Child_with_Apple_iPadAs the title suggests, this post is to get your opinion after I say what I think on the matter, even though I don’t have any kids of my own.

One day,Β at work, my colleague mentioned that her 2-year-old broke his iPad mini. He threw it off the balcony of their second floor apartment and it broke. In my mind I’m like, ‘Err… what did you expect a toddler to do with a gadget, pet it?’ lol.
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Started From The Bottom, Now We’re… Almost There

This has been in my drafts for almost two years (since April 1st, 2014) so I just had to get it out of there.

When one hears or comes across the sentence, ‘started from the bottom, now we’re here‘, your mind inevitably goes to Drake. He made this simple sentence famous with his hit single that projected and celebrated how far he’d come and also addressed his early life and career beginnings.

Disclaimer: I’m not looking for a pity party or anything of the sort by this post. Quite the opposite. I just realized that once a while it’s necessary to snuggle up in your most comfortable chair with a glass of red wine and flash back to what life used to be like before the present time.

started from the bottomI remember when my pocket money in secondary school used to be 500 Naira which is less than 5 dollars (believe it or not), but my mum always made sure I had my complete set (as we used to call it) of provisions. There was once a time that my mum, my sister and I would enter a bus from town and not afford to pay for more than one seat so I would sit on the engine and my mum would carry my sister or some good Samaritan would empathize and carry me.
There were lots of times we cooked food without meat in it and to us it was normal. There was once a time that taking coca cola was a treat we looked forward to. Lol
I’m thankful for where we are now as opposed to where we found ourselves several years ago. I’m thankful that were weren’t overwhelmed: we are only stronger for it. We aren’t there yet, but we sure are very close to where we were meant to be.

That’s it, as written 2 years ago. I realise some people might have had it worst than we did, I’ve heard some sad tales, but when you know how far God has brought you you’ve gotta give thanks.

Are you where you were last year or last five years? Give thanks for where you are and what you have.

Have a great new week!