Monday, October 10, 2011

I miss

I miss my niece.....
Who is a spitting image of my sister....but on a very good day, she could pass as my child, cos she looks like me too. Then again, me and my sister used to pass for twins, when we were younger. I met one of my sister's in-laws this past summer, first words out his mouth was "Wow, you look like your sister". Why, thank you. That's why she's my sister.

I miss my therapist.....
Nothing compares to having someone who is there to listen to you, and help you think and figure out things, without passing any judgment, or imposing anything on you. Just there to listen, and steer and guide, and help you understand and open your eyes. I still have the rock. It's supposed to signify strength. Sometimes i don't know if i'm strong enough. I feel broken. But then i stop and think and look back on how far i've come. I really am one strong African woman. What do you know?

I miss my doggie.....
whom i had to give up because i had to go away to med school. I really miss my dog, Lenie, dog of my life. My baby. Complete affection, and devotion and unconditional reciprocated love. I used to miss him so much, and then i got used to not having him, then i was with him for a short while last year, but he was no longer mine, he followed my sister around the way he used to follow me :( We bonded again, but then i had to leave and this time it was easier. But on days when everything is going crazy and i feel so down and alone, i miss my doggie. I really do.I have no clue where he is right now cos my sister just moved out of state and had to give all the dogs up :(((( One of my friends in med school said initially she thought i wasn't Nigerian-nigerian because i was so into my dog (cos we had interacted via facebook and roommate search list before we actually started school)
Lenie and Kimiko

*I have so much work to do. I feel like i'm about to have a nervous breakdown and to think i am participating in this madness without the aid of any sort of caffeine, be it coffee, soda, energy drinks etc etc.

It is well! This is such a stinking platitude that Nigerians like to spew, but sometimes what else is there to say?
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