I miss my mom

Not much else going on. Well a lot is. I left home on Tuesday, got back to work yesterday. Our company laid off 20 people including some very good co workers of mine. Maybe that’s why I feel so drained today. Mostly, I miss mom. I wish she had not died. I wish she was…

Returning to work

I’m expected back to work on Thursday. I’m not ready. I don’t know if I will ever be. It’s been almost 7 weeks now since mom died unexpectedly. Today I left home in Nairobi and my mom was not there for me to say goodbye to. As I boarded my flight, it hit me how…

3am

As an insomniac, I often don’t sleep well. When mom was alive and I was visiting home, I’d often go check on her in the night. I woke up at 2am today, I went downstairs, turned off the lights left on by my teenage nephew; got a glass of water and wished my mom was…

Your empty sofa

Dear mom, you are so missed. Your absence is felt so acutely. The house feels so empty without you here sitting on your sofa. Tonight, the cat has commandeered your empty sofa. Curled up just where you used to rest your head. If I close my eyes real tight and pray harder than I’ve ever…

Where do they go?

Those who have gone before us..where do they go? It’s a question I’ve been asking myself more frequently since mom passed almost a month ago. Along with, why did she go? Why now? Why at all? Why? why? why? I don’t really care about the questions or the answers. I just want my mom back….

Ignorance is bliss

How many times have I said to a grieving family “thoughts and prayers..”, “RIP”, “My sincere condolences” And I meant it. I empathized. But I realize now that I truly knew nothing of grief. There’s no grief like when death touches your family. Death has passed our way before..twenty years ago when our brother died….

Essie

Today I watched the full moon. The “full worm moon” they call it. I watched from the stoop Where you used to sit to watch some supermoon or other. I sat still, closed my eyes and listened for you Wishing you’d materialize and be here Once again. Right next door.

Essie and fall

My mind has been a lot on my late neighbor..maybe it’s the weather. My first memories of Essie when we moved to this neighborhood twelve years ago are of her in the fall spending hours raking her yard. In those days before she lost her sight and diabetes took a toll on her health, Essie…