It’s been a crazy few weeks! What, with Ricks’ Grandmother’s bypass surgery, my Abuja trip and my Father visiting Lagos after such a long while. I went to the hospital immediately after Rick’s call, stunned and surprised that a strong woman like Rick’s Grandmother could look so frail. Life is truly transient; I don’t understand why people walk around with a chip on their shoulder. You don’t own your life neither can you create a life so why walk around like you own the world. Our lives are in God’s hands.
I visited the Hospital everyday as I had become quite attached to this gutsy, amazing epitome of beauty and brains; the amazon just won’t quit I thought shaking my head as I entered the hospital for the second time in a day. She had requested I cook ‘Banga’, my traditional food made from palm kernel. A rather strange request from a Client, you might say but I still went ahead to do it to please the ‘young’ woman. “My sunshine I am so pleased to see you, have you seen Rick?” She asked her eyes lighting up as she sighted me. I had been slaving in the kitchen all day just to see that crooked smile.
I had not seen or heard from Rick all day but was loath to agitate her so I ‘lied’. “Oh yes, he just left the hospital, I think you were sleeping earlier and he didn’t want to disturb you,” I said smiling and crossing my fingers at my back. It was good to see her smile again. I had to make a quick trip to Abuja and you will not believe whom I ran into at the Airport, Rick! Imagine my surprise, of course he insisted we sit next to each other and even followed me to my Hotel to take a room. All my effort to shake him off proved abortive. The good thing was that we were both exceptionally busy and so didn’t have time to hang out together until the last night when he insisted on us meeting by the pool bar. I know you’re waiting to hear gist, sorry to disappoint you guys, nothing happened. Ha ha ha, you guys are damn curious about my personal life. Anyways, ‘we’ are back in Lagos and I have consented to attend a surprise ‘welcome home’ party for his Grandma after her surgery.
I need to plan for a ‘Free Skills Acquisition Workshop’ Warien Rose Foundation intends to have in Festac and down town Ajegunle. These Workshops are long overdue and then I get a phone call, my Father needs to come to Lagos to look for the gazette where his name was published on Retirement! It doesn’t end there, he is expected to go to Abuja with the ‘evidence’ or he will not get his pension which by the way he has not been getting for a while now. Why on earth will the Government bother aged Retirees? After serving the Country meritoriously; they are expected to jump a lot of hurdles just to get their pension. It is truly sad.
I have had to take off a few days from work to help find the document. I also have good news for you all; Warien Rose Foundation will be starting Domestic Violence Anonymous (DVA) in Warri and it will take place every second Monday of the month. We start in April.
I hope to make it to this first edition. Phew! It’s been a hectic week and it’s still not over. I need to let my hair down. Thank God I am hanging out with the girls tonight. Zara is hosting, God help us. In her words, “we are going to be drinking and socializing, wear something comfortable and sexy.” Hmmmn (heavy sigh) Kaycee is likely going to have issues with Zara.
They usually do whenever Zara is hosting because Zara will definitely do something crazy. It’s 6.00pm and the girls will soon be here. Yep that must be Zara, the distinct sound of her powerful Jaguar. My jaw drops open as I see what Zara is wearing when she steps out of her ride. Bum shorts and 6inch knee length heely boots? Wow!