It’s the easiest love I never thought I would ever have but it’s also the hardest love I never knew I could thrive through. Your hugs are sloppy but tight, your mapengo smile is so right. We make pancakes on Saturday mornings, jamming to your personal favorite, Chronnix. Your laugh is loud. This is the […]
You crawl into my bed just after the sun has pulled itself from the earth, ducking beneath the mosquito netting that is loosely tucked underneath the mattress. Your voice, when you call out my name, is thick with sleep. “Mummy…can I sleep in your bed?” I never say no. Truth be told, I miss the […]
Mama Bear came out today but I reined her in kiasi. Let me explain. I have a new nanny. She started about a month ago. When I compare her to my holy grail of nannies (Betty took care of Austin from when he was about 7 months to when he hit 2 years and 4 […]
Today he said water like a Kenyan. The letters of the word sliding and colliding into each other, the hard t leading the onslaught. ‘Mummy, I’d like to have some woh-tah’ I looked at him and asked him to repeat… He thought perhaps I was asking him to ask politely and he repeated: ‘May I […]
You narrated your shopping list very matter-of-factly. Yogurt, strawberries, milk, cereal. When I mentioned broccoli, you very clearly said no. It was definitely not on your list. This discussion was held at 2056, as we were preparing for bed. The question that had been posed – What will we do tomorrow morning? Supermarket. Then the […]
When you sit down and think about where you’ve been, it may come as a surprise to realize how many versions of you there have been. I miss being in high school in Kenya, where the only things that mattered were that letter from an admirer at a neighboring boy’s school, Drama Club competitions, and […]
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