This is harder than I thought it would be. But here goes (I'm taking it as a writing prompt) 😅.
I think of the sunrise at Tarkwa Bay, the memories of growing up with my siblings, their faces changing over the years, their hair greying, but their ideals still rooted in the familiar and good. I think of my mother's elation at her own cooking, I think of the food itself; Ofe Owerri, Ofe Oha, Efo, her party jollof rice, her goat meat okro soup, of which I'm sure there exists none that can compare on earth or in heaven. I think of the feeling that envelopes me when I read a piece that touches my centre, that molds me into something new, that says I can breathe again, and reclaim old dreams. I think of the feeling that brought me to this world of writing and stressing over sentences and language. That keeps me. I think of the women I have loved, the friendships that have been tested by time, and not been found wanting. I think of spaces that were once empty, now occupied by progress, by dreamers. I think of my club, Real Madrid, my favourite players over the years and the game I love so much. There's also that image of Nadal, fist clenched, biceps tensed, arms pumping in and out, the loud call of "vamos!" after the most impossible, and the most spectacular return. My idea of beauty, my thoughts on it, are littered with anything that has held its own, bearing witness to its courage to simply be. Therefore, I think of my nephews, the softness of their hands, how they willingly give themselves to be lifted up by me. How they chortle in delight and question everything. How they are living proof that the story will outlive me. And every so often, I think of LÉON's Surround Me, the last few seconds, where she sings "don't let me go", how she sings "don't let me go", how it floods my soul and spirit, with yearning to be held and to hold on to everything listed here, and more.
This was *too good 🤌🏾* to read. Thank you so much for sharingg in detail <3. The images of your club and club players, i felt that! As soon as I read this comment, I went and listened to LÉON's Surround Me EP on repeat, I hope it makes it to my 2024 Wrapped. <3 Thanks again for sharing.
This is harder than I thought it would be. But here goes (I'm taking it as a writing prompt) 😅.
I think of the sunrise at Tarkwa Bay, the memories of growing up with my siblings, their faces changing over the years, their hair greying, but their ideals still rooted in the familiar and good. I think of my mother's elation at her own cooking, I think of the food itself; Ofe Owerri, Ofe Oha, Efo, her party jollof rice, her goat meat okro soup, of which I'm sure there exists none that can compare on earth or in heaven. I think of the feeling that envelopes me when I read a piece that touches my centre, that molds me into something new, that says I can breathe again, and reclaim old dreams. I think of the feeling that brought me to this world of writing and stressing over sentences and language. That keeps me. I think of the women I have loved, the friendships that have been tested by time, and not been found wanting. I think of spaces that were once empty, now occupied by progress, by dreamers. I think of my club, Real Madrid, my favourite players over the years and the game I love so much. There's also that image of Nadal, fist clenched, biceps tensed, arms pumping in and out, the loud call of "vamos!" after the most impossible, and the most spectacular return. My idea of beauty, my thoughts on it, are littered with anything that has held its own, bearing witness to its courage to simply be. Therefore, I think of my nephews, the softness of their hands, how they willingly give themselves to be lifted up by me. How they chortle in delight and question everything. How they are living proof that the story will outlive me. And every so often, I think of LÉON's Surround Me, the last few seconds, where she sings "don't let me go", how she sings "don't let me go", how it floods my soul and spirit, with yearning to be held and to hold on to everything listed here, and more.
This was *too good 🤌🏾* to read. Thank you so much for sharingg in detail <3. The images of your club and club players, i felt that! As soon as I read this comment, I went and listened to LÉON's Surround Me EP on repeat, I hope it makes it to my 2024 Wrapped. <3 Thanks again for sharing.