Tomorrow. My sister that God sent to another family is getting married.
We'v been friends since I was six and we moved to Lagos from Kaduna. She was the cute friendly little seven years old in the jeans mini skirt & cream top in church that sunday that was the beginning of a 19 year relationship.
She was the only daughter of her parents like I was and we decided to be each other's sisters.
By some stroke of fate, we ended up in the same secondary school. I remember those Saturdays she spent practicing to weave hair with mine (she soon perfected it like every other thing she laid her hands on).
She helped me grow spiritually and I helped her focus academically.
After secondary school, we went to the same jamb lesson. Ah! Those days of breakfast in her house.
Remember when she came to my house to tell me she got admission. We both cried and wrote about each other in our diaries. Lol.
Then her family moved to abuja! We did not have the holidays anymore.
When I got engaged I called her and she was so happy for me. Two weeks later she called me that her boyfriend proposed.
Fastforward to December. I bought my tickets to abuja. So I could go by road with her and her family to jos for her wedding.
With all these bombing and boko haram threat. My mom & my dad asked me not to go. Was gonna disobey them but they have a point. The whole Nigeria is unsafe. The North is triply unsafe.
My sister is getting married in jos tomorrow and I am here. Lying on my bed in Lagos, typing this, tears in my eyes.
Screw this country
Screw boko haram
Screw the Government for making fuel subsidy their priority with the current state of insecurity in the country
Happy married life J
Happy new year everybody