There was a time in my life when I decided I wasn’t ever going to get married. Much of what I’d seen in marriages, my parent’s marriage included, was just people who wanted to kill themselves but had to stay together because of the children. Always because of the children. Always together, forever apart.
She’s my friend, she’s my confidante, she has always had my back and she is a sharp shooter. She says it as it is and she doesn’t mince words. She loves her God passionately and she has such a wonderfully beautiful heart. When I was sick unto admission in Ife, she bathe me, clothe… Continue reading Edidiong I. Ibok