This year, I turned 35, my mum is 65 on Saturday, my dad, I think 78. It'd be their 39th anniversary on Saturday too.
I'm an only child and boy oh boy, do I wish I had siblings.
Or that they both had me earlier.
They're both getting older.
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I know I have only a few more years with them and I'd honestly say I had hoped by now a few things would have happened.
God knows I really pray to give them the world, for as long as I can, but, I'm doing what I can and its humbling when they're so appreciative.
Of course, as is in many homes, my mother is so demanding π«at times.
The drama to this shoot alone, sigh, but we're here.
Earlier today, an aunt from my father's side replied the picture with 'proud parents'. It took a while for me to realize this.
And when I started to, it was obvious, they're really both so proud of me.
I learnt years ago, to record candids (videos and audio) because e get why.
I'm so glad and happy we got to take these pictures. I'm momentarily satisfied and I can rest a bit.
We are FARRRRRRR from perfect *phew*, however, I guess all I'm trying to say is I'm thankful to God for this opportunity.
I truly am.
Truly, deeply grateful!!!
I remember how my mother was the first CLOSE person telling me to accept this amputation thing. In the pain in her voice, she was so resolute I'd survive.
She'd remind how she'd pray that though one, I'd be many.
This woman!!!
My mother's own was that she was on TV.
Her street cred increased ehen.
They were so glad at my book launch.
If only they all knew I had done the 'wedding party' years before...
They fought me for many years that we didn't have official Call To Bar pictures.
Years later, and for dad's 75th, I made sure I took it.
They were soooo happy. π
I woke up this morning, super grateful.
Thankful for the three of us.
Thank you everyone.
I'd keep adding to this, as I feel led to .