Friday, July 16, 2010
For Nganga and Susan,
We grieve with you. Cry with you. Laugh with you. Pray with you. She is yours by birth and ours collectively by blood. I have no words in which to express this loss. But words aren't required. Our eyes say it all. I found words from others who have experienced such loss. I'll share them with you. For you shall not walk alone on this dark path. We'll walk with you. Physically. Mentally. Spiritually.
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to heaven,
and bring you home again.
If every tear we shed for you,
became a star above,
You'd stroll amongst the angels in heavens garden,
Lit by everlasting love
A thousand words can't bring you back,
We know because we tried.
And neither can a million tears,
We know because we cried.
An Angel in the book of life,
Wrote down our baby's birth
And whispered as she closed the book,
"Too beautiful for earth"
Death leaves a heartache,
No one but God can heal.
Love leaves a memory,
No one on earth can steal.
They say that time in heaven is compared to the blink of an eye on this earth. Sometimes it helps to think of Angel running ahead of you in a field of beautiful flowers and butterflies. So happy and completely caught up in what she is doing that when she looks behind her, You will already be there.
I love you Nganga and Susan.
I love and miss you Angel. Wish you were here.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Right...so some peeps on my time line...have been doing letters to their 13 year old selves. After that you're to tag 4 other tweeps. My tagger as it were is @mwirigi (read his letter here) So here goes..
Its your last year in Nyahururu. Dad's brilliant game plan for getting you into a national school is about to fall to pieces. No worries though. Those interviews paid off and you are going into what is possibly the best high school experience a young man can have.
Your eldest bro and sis are already in India. Big sis sends Archie comics and stickers which raise your "coolness factor" among your peers. Don't let it get to your head though. Learn to share stuff...there is always enough to go round.
Mom will be leaving the country for a few in a very short while. No hiding behind her skirts anymore. make peace wit your dad early. He doesn't get you...but he means well...seriously.
Repeat after me: "Tooth hygiene is NOT optional". There is a reason why Sharon your deskmate eyes cross when you speak to her. However, her brown teeth are NOT your fault....technically.
You will have a totally bitching Dec wit your cuz Leo who will introduce you to fast chicks, clubbing and alcohol..often withing 5 minutes of each. And while it is generally excellent to have backup when engaged in a bar fight, don't abuse the privilege.
Your last fight with bro2 is coming up. You will lose. Badly. Seriously...he will smack the black off you. Love him regardless...coz you asked for it.
Lil sis looks up to you. You might think she's a pain and a crybaby...but she's a LOT deeper than you think. And that sarcasm thing you do....trying to be all snarky and cynical. She grows up to school your ass in it. But you get over it...eventually.
You ant Tony have started the chick hunt thing. Remember the "Rock of thought" where you laid out your strategies? Thats when Tony started being more than just your cuz..and became one of your best friends. Oh...and those chicks you'll be going after? It won't work out...but the chase will be fun. And no...almost 20 years down the line, you still don't get chicks.
All in all...you're a pretty solid kid. Keep the love of reading (strictly non textbook) alive. It will serve you well. You know enough to realise you don't know much at all.
Stay hungry. Stay foolish.
Who to tag.....hmmm
I'll go with @shuhi @milonare @nbad_kitty @magaribina