Life With Tutu

Help! Be careful what you wish for, is a saying I never paid heed to, to my detriment. The day, I knew I was short, was the day some health workers came to check our BMI.I think it was a public private partnership agreement with the Ministry of Health. We had a rising incidence of weight related health issues in my secondary school, which I believe prompted the BMI checks in addition to other health investigations. Yes, I was very decidedly short, still am.I am four feet, nine inches ‘tall’. It is a family thing. All my forebears were. All my siblings are. So, I made up my mind at a very early age not to bring forth short children. I made up my mind to marry an exceedingly tall lady. The taller, the better! I cannot begin to describe the complex I suffered from, some dared call me ‘ shorty' , to my face. Chai!, I suffered! But, I made up my mind to be successful, I worked my fingers to the bone to be .At least, if I can’t be tall, I can be rich! I made a name for myself, I fi

I thought love was supposed to be a forever thing. I thought love was supposed to be,a  till death part us phenomenon. Ten years down the line, it appears I thought it all wrong. I never thought I would see the day when my marriage would just ….become extinct. This is my story, this is now my cross I had an awesome courtship, was a bit rocky initially, because my fiancee then, didn’t understand me, I have always been a very practical person, and I have always said what I think, but eventually she got the hang of it( me) and later told me, she loved my honesty. We had an awesome marriage, three kids in quick succession. All was fine in my world, until, I got the rudest shock of my life, one Monday morning ‘ I want a divorce, I’m in love with someone else' Isigini? I thought my hearing ability had failed me, and I was hearing voices My wife of ten years, repeated herself and went on to tell me she had fallen in love with her colleague, a senior colleague, a divorcee,  who was

I have often wondered about people saying they used their hands to destroy themselves I wonder no more I am an epitome of it I have been happily married for a little over five years. My husband is a perfect gentleman, sweet, caring and generous. I got more than I ever hoped for, in a life partner. Most importantly, I got peace. I have two kids, a boy and a girl, spitting images of their father. But one very sunny day, my world came crashing down with rapidity, when my father in law came to spend time with us I had never met him before because he had been in the United States of America for many years with occasional visits to Nigeria. He was unable to make it to our wedding due to work related reasons. And so when Heartbeat( the endearment I use for my husband) told me his father will be coming for vacation, I was excited. I set about getting a cleaning agency to give the house a monumental shine( these obodo oyinbo people can be so finicky, and I wanted to create a good impres