Tag: #covid19
Molecular what?
So I got this new job. Well, I started working one day a week a few months ago and then last month, I had the opportunity to go full time which I turned down and instead took the job part time. It’s a molecular scientist. I think this is the fanciest title I have had…
Resilient humans
How amazing that your, ourheartsCan be brokenSo many timesAnd yet weEndure As though resilienceWas written intoOur very own DNABy our Creator Fearfully and wonderfully madeYou, I, WeAll of us Fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wasted Money?
But well as it happens, here I am with ample time on my hands and in a I-Gotta-Get-My-Shit-Together mood, I am paying a little more attention. Also, without an ongoing income, I am more conscious of my spending habits.
A Poem from Late 2019: Not Afraid of Coronavirus
Like most of us, I was way wrong about the virus, thinking it would be a local virus in China and not a worldwide pandemic, But this was back in December 2019. What is quite ironic though, for me, is , how stifled and chocked we were already feeling by the charged political landscape by the end of 2019; and how tragic the culmination of that super charged, over politicized (and dare I say it) radicalized landscape has been. Tuesday was deeply disturbing and saddening. Not sure where we go from here, how as a nation we recover.
Stuck Abroad
When the pandemic hit in March, a lot of people were stuck abroad. You’ve probably read or heard plenty of those stories. Of people stuck all of a sudden in foreign countries as borders closed. I was among those people.
Grief, 2 years later (Part 1)
Today the 21st of May was my mom’s last full earthly day. She died in the very early hours of May 22, 2018 of heart failure. Her death was sudden and unexpected. It has been one of the most traumatic experiences of my life. Tomorrow, we’ll have a small memorial for mom. In these time…
Day 25 in Kenya
It’s 6:11 am here in Nairobi. I have been up for about an hour checking up on my bills and responding to e-mails. As I listen to the rooster crowing outside, announcing the start of a brand new day, I hasten to complete my post and jump on my chores. With a house, garden and…
Authensible Musings: Piercing the mundane of everyday life 