How many times have you been told to be strong? For me, it’s something I have been told for as long as I can remember. “You’re a man – you gotta be strong, understand that” – that was drummed into my head as a kid, you...
My childhood was amazing. I was born in London, I had a brother, a sister and my grandmother. That was it. That’s all I had and it was more than enough. Yeah, I lost my mother when I was 4 years old, but it was...
It is said there are 5 stages of grief and loss that we go through we mourn the passing of a loved one. There is Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance. Having lost many close friends and loved ones, I subscribe to this whole heartedly....
“I hope that you’re okay …” I’m chilling on my balcony, watching Upper Hill wind down for the night. What I love about my hood is its dual personality, by day it’s a bustling business centre, where captains of industry duel across boardroom tables, striking deals,...
Yes, I’ve been missing. Yes, I stopped blogging, Yes, I am guilty of not having a commitment to the commitment I made of writing daily. I used to write a lot but let me not bore you with tales of what I used to do....
February 14 …6:54am … Downtown … Atlanta GA. As usual, I’m up early, not because it’s Valentine’s Day, moreso because Arsenal are playing Leicester in a top of the table clash in the EPL (I know, that sounds surreal in itself). Last night I attended my...
