My Dad was and still is a looker. Tall, lean-muscle, handsome. My Mom is gorgeous: petite, flawless skin, dimples, and has the vivaciousness of a shark! They met in college, University of Nigeria. They fell in love. And the rest is history. My siblings came in all shapes and colours. My brothers are gentlemen, down-to-earth, manly men. My sisters are pretty, overbearing, and downright hilarious. My siblings and I grew up really close and shared many things in common. But over time, things changed. I moved away for school. Life happened. My brother got married. My sister got married. Suddenly, I'm an Aunty and my parents are grand-parents. My family is changing. I am changing. And this is why life is beautiful - change happens and we are a part of it.
7 comments:
Hello AnyaPosh,
This is such a lovely piece about family, I felt the warmth and love reading it.
Akin
There should be a button to like this post.
wowww,lovely family,it's so perfect,Is there a family like that?yeaaa,change has its own benefits.
Thanks for visiting my blog,xoxoxo.
now ff,pls follow back.
I saw "mbok",hmm,don't tell me yhu from AKS oh.
simple and straight to the point
i love it
oh thanks everyone!
gretel, yes i'm an AKS babe but I can't speak the language - just small small ;)
Change is something one can't avoid, I love the cycle in this post, makes me imagine a lot.lol
You have been tagged the best blog award by ME
Change is beautiful, yet still can be overwhelming and frightening at the same time. Yet there nothing we can do since its also inevitable.
Stephanie
ItzSpittingGlitter.Blogspot.com
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