When i left nigeria not everyone was at home. I was missing a sister, she was away in school so i didn't get to say goodbye. Now i've been talking to her quite often since then but today she miss-called me. I didnt see it until this morning and i didnt call back until just now.
Its been a long time, i see her pictures on fb and she's all grown up. Sometimes i just miss being the big brother, taking care of them, buying them stuff or just letting them criticize my choice of clothes. I remember we were going out once and they laughed at my pair of shorts, they were my favourite but by their standard it wouldn't do so i was compelled to go change.
i miss them la. heard my sister is going back in june. I wish i can be back too to see my mom whose birthday was last wednesday. She wants to celebrate her 50th in a big way :) I wouldn't want to miss that.
I was nice talking to her again. You know how parents have a 'favourite' child, she's probably my favourite sister. Not that i don't love the rest just that.... you know, can't explain it. I feel i'm closer to her than the others.
Father bless my family, and keep them safe and sound, happy and glad, joyful and healthy, make their ways prosper and open doors of blessings for them. Let them shine your light and reflect your goodness. And prepare our reunion one day, make it special. Thank you Father.
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