The Wandering Thought.

The girl who had spunk! The first time I held you, I was 3 years old; That very moment I knew. Everything that’s mine was yours, Envied by most; You grew up to be the most beautiful girl, Possessed courage like no one else. Lived on your own terms, Younger though you were; You taught me to never back down. Had my back when no one did, Nothing compared to you. We grew apart, you pulled me back, Showed me that blood will always be thicker, Rest well my sister. Your courage will always be my strength; You are one precious girl!

For you, Young one! The bright eyes and tiny hands, The day you came into my life; I’ve never felt more alive! Loving another without bounds, Living and caring only for you; To die for the only one I birthed.

The last two posts addressed issues I’ve faced in the past. In this post, I’d like to talk about a very recent issue that is a concern for me and I know that it is something that affects many women. There were three things that I usually am afraid of. I mean shit scared and I will run for my life if I have to. Lightning , Earthquake and a turbulence while on air traveling. Why am I telling you this? Or why do I want to write about this? It’s because of late there is another thing I am afraid of and going to be till the day that I die. I lost an aunt and two uncles to cancer. The most recent one was in 2019. They all suffered three different kinds of cancer. But what has this got to do with me being so afraid? In 2016, my mum was diagnosed with cervical cancer. We were lucky that it was local and thanks to one of my aunts and my eldest sister who forced mum to undergo a check-up which she had brushed off before they got involved. The same year had brought us so much joy as mum’...