Journey to self discipline
It began in my early teens. I’d be the one to go to bed by 21:00hrs. Tired or not I’d wish my mum goodnight and head to bed. I didn’t really know at an early age the significance of this, the significance of a routine. For me, I needed sleep to operate. I also needed…
Consumed by grief
4 years on I’ve realised I cannot be consumed by grief and the pain associated with it. After losing my mum in 2016 and until very recently, I used to tell myself that the emptiness and space will never be filled. I was convinced that my life will never be the same again and, in…
My Christmas miracle – 2015
The photo you see was Christmas day in 2015. I didn’t know what to get my mum. Firstly, she was supposed to die weeks prior to this after contracting Sepsis. Secondly, I was not the best at buying gifts because I always wanted to ensure it involved a good thought process. Finally, I thought it…