Moments with Amee!

My Baba precious moments

And Guess who's teaching who the fundamentals of Fatherhood ;)

                                                       Hey Unc see what I can do

                                            Something for the teething mouth!

                                                         Come here you!

                                    "Uncle Uche has got a big head- hope he's got big brains too"

Losing my balance...

She had me losing my balance…
 But yet I stayed
 for her.

 Many long days,
 many cold nights.
 I withstood the fights,
 I kept her place

 Even
when all the others
wanted so bad to take it…
 it belonged to her…

I said.

 She had me losing my balance
 trotting down the long road
 where I could have strayed,
 but instead,

I stayed.

 In line
 hoping
that somewhere along
she would grab my hands and be mine,
and just that thought
made it all fine.

but now I’m tipping
 off …
off
my balance…
 and the only way I suppose
 I could make it stay,
would be to veer off ...
off her curb and stray ….
far far away…
For this I must do…
 hard as it may.

to keep my balance.

Thank you!

So I wonder to which I should be more thankful for…

For making the trip to JA to be the first visit I would be getting from home since the last 5 years ( If I could say); or should it be for the celebration of your marriage to the one I happen to think is beautifully kind, generous, and still simply gorgeous; or yet for the precious gift you both bore that daily unwraps as more adorable and beautiful than the days before…

But I suppose it was all in that magic second in which you made the cognitive choice to stop and say hello, excuse me miss, may I know your name…

And in this, for the provider of divine encounters; to the one who holds time, the heavens and Earth; to our God and Father above; to him I owe all gratitude and to Him I say…Thank you!

And after all the hassle...it's here.

For you...

And this you should know

Amee

That

I'll shape up for you,
I'll clean up for you,
I'll hold off and withstand
these temptations for you,

I'll be responsible for you,
I'll work hard for you,
I'll stay strong and fight hard
to always remain a hero to you...

for you little one,
I'll do these for you.

I'll pray long for you
and ask our Father in heaven
to keep watch over you
for when I can't be there with you

but know that I'll always
be here for you
through the good and the bad,
the happy and the sad.

For even when your skies get grey
with a hopeful brush in hand,
and upon the faith that I stand,
I'll color the clouds
to paint the days bright for you.

For you little one,
I'll do these for you.

Reversing the usual.

Recently my writer’s block has had the best of me. Even though there has been a lot of stuff occupying my mind, my thoughts have been very fleeting and fragmented and I find it hard to put together enough words to make a decent paragraph. There are the hassles of daily lectures and the struggle with remembering contents I read daily from the never ending pages of my textbooks. But the harder part of it all I suppose is finding that someone to share in my most vulnerable moments. I seem to keep losing my way to her.

Lately I’ve been having breakfast after showers and, just before going to sleep -quite the reverse of the usual. I spend my nights awake, trotting hospital wards to monitor and meet the needs of ill patents on medical and surgical grounds. I’m in the middle of another clinical rotation, and even though I’m very near the end of my program, it feels just like another brand new beginning. Perhaps I may have to do it all over again, only this time I’ll be focusing in Anesthesia. And I will.

It’s been a little over 5 years away from home, and for the first time in those years I’m getting a visit from someone from those times - an old friend. All week I anticipated the weekend when I’d get to see him and his new family. Soon, I’ll be hitting the road to Mandeville. But last night I’d never felt so excited for the weekend in a long time. And when I searched the reason why, for the most part, I discovered it was the thought of meeting an even new friend who travelled 9 hours and many miles in the sky at a tender age of 11 weeks to come see me.

Her name is Ameerah, and she is the special one who I’m most longing to see this afternoon.

Unchanged.

I’ve had my dark moments
My grey skies behind black clouds;
Walking lonely ways in a large crowd
But like forcing against crushing waves
I waded through them all
And still I stand, still I remain.

Humid seasons have changed
And wild beasts have been tamed
But if you asked me who I am
I would still say my name

For even after all the years
and all the things that have changed
There’s still a part of me
that still remains.

There's the gentle giant
caged within frail and fragile bones
Who wields my arm
and shined the light
The countless nights
when dusk sought to overcome.