He married me!

                                                                         30.06.2023

"Where you go I will go, and where you stay, I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the LORD deal with me, be it ever so severely, if anything but death separates you and me." Ruth 1:16

He Proposed!

 

He proposed on National Proposal Day! 

The National Proposal Day was 20th March but my friend Penny celebrated it today and I saw the pics. 

Kumbe Mr was also preparing himself. 
So today I went home to celebrate Jaja’s birthday and somehow Lillian made me sad.
So I went to my place holding back tears. Then Mr. said he was coming by. 

When he walked into the door, I just burst out and cried. And he just kept saying nice things to me. 
I love you. and I want to spend the rest of my life honouring your joy and happiness. Biki biki, me, I was in his chest sobbing. 

The next thing I know, Uncle is on one knee asking me to marry him.
Now I started crying (bawling) tears of Joy. I was in shock bulungi
But he told me he had been anxious the whole day holding onto the ring.

And I said Yes 

     He planned and executed a very intimate proposal.

THIS IS 30

 I turned Thirty today! Three decades lived, with trials but joy accompanying the heavy days. I turned Thirty today!

This is 30, full of full-circle moments

This is 30, raw, unedited...lived

Three entire decades and a girl with a story to tell.

This is 30! A journey still unfolding, a journey to self.

Of fear and blurry nights.

I am sitting here after our phones went off and for the first time on this journey, I am embracing fear as an old friend. 

I am sitting with myself and looking back on the many hurdles we have hopped through, some of me braver than I could ever master.

I am looking back and I am embracing the change that comes with leaving this place I have called my own and the freedom solitude affords. 

I am scared! Many times! But tonight, this fear holds me safe like a dear old friend. I have been brave this long but not brave at the thought of how much changes with just one Yes. 

I remember the stern words of the counsellor and still embrace my fear. I hope we have more journeys of joy over the years than tears and sticky dialogues. I don’t want forever to hurt, even when forever comes with pain, too. 

And so I retire to bed holding fear in my chest. Taking in the last few moments of solitude. Embracing her like a friend who reminds me of what’s at stake. Because every so often, that is the reminder that reminds me of what bravery looks like at this moment. 

The brevity of leaving behind freedom, the utopian spirit of living alone and the effortless joys of just doing life on your terms… when I think of that, I hope my heart can remember the brevity of choosing to do life with another person. 

Tonight we lay down scared of the unspoken things in our dialogue. Selah.