Dear God, When is money ever enough? Let me not lie to You, seriously, this question about money did not come from a place of deep spirituality. You see, we had gone out, “we” being the usual suspects from my university days. The Uniben gang. A combination of absolute relatable babes with different world views […]
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Dear God, Hmmm. Her grief was raw at first, then it went quiet. “I stopped crying every day,” she told me. “Not because it hurt less. But because I realized tears were feeding the wrong audience.” I asked for divorce, or rather I insisted that my father return the bride price. I wanted to be
Dear God, Hmmm. The silence was too long, and I thought the line had dropped. But she was there, reliving the experience in her mind. Walking through her horror again without pain. And when she continued, her voice was matter of fact. “The pregnancy was a nightmare. It was as if my body was in
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