1. As we close the first month, a testimony that the simple things that happen in our lives can be the most beautiful. When the month began, I got a random one line DM from a young man who said his mother had told him that she knew me from way back. I was intrigued.
2. That she had referred to me as Tawanda was interesting because very few call me by that name and those who do are people who know me well. But now more people know it through social media. But then she had also mentioned my brothers’ names & they live quiter lives than me.
3. I got curious. That DM was the beginning of a beautiful story of how I got reunited with the woman who had looked after me and my brothers when we were young. Our mum was a teacher and when she went to work, we were left under the care of the then young woman.
4. Although I have no memory of this period of my life, it dawned on me as I reflected upon life’s journey that here was someone who held my hand, carried me on her back, bathed me 😊made sure I was fed and safe at a time when I was completely dependent. It was humbling.
5. We lost our mum 12 years ago (may her soul continue to rest in peace). Meeting the woman who had helped her look after us 40 odd years ago was quite amazing. She’s one of the few that remain that can talk about the little Tawanda that I don’t even remember!
6. She had bought a bag of cement with her first wage back then. She bought it for the floor of her mother’s hut. Such thoughtfulness for one so young. Needless to say our first virtual meeting was emotional. She’s in her sixties now, sisi Chiratidzo is now Mhamha Chiratidzo!
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